Chapter 27 Dirty

• The sun was starting to set when I stirred awake. My body felt a little better now, but still sore, my chest heaving lightly as I turned around. The drapes were wide open, the lights dim, and the ambience calm.
• I turned, and Florian was standing by the dresser, his back to me. I don't think he knew I was awake, his phone to his ear.
• He was gently tapping on the dresser, his head slowly moving to some sort of rhythm that only he could hear.