Author's note: this is from Jonathan's point of view
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~ London ~
It was past midnight when Magda returned from her night out with the girls, and I watched her stumble over her own feet.
She was drinking again.
Sure, Saturday evenings are for partying, but Magda does it on weekdays as well.
It must be nice to spend life shopping and partying without a care in the world.
It's not that I can't frequent nightclubs and parties, but wherever I (aka the next CEO of the Giantshade Industries) go, people swarm me in order to suck up to me and I find that exhausting.
As much as I enjoy people kissing my ass, that is not an environment where I can relax and enjoy the party. They are all snakes in human skin, looking at my every move, waiting to exploit any weakness and create rumors in order to make themselves feel better.
