In a partially lit room, the only sound that could be heard was a Low hum coming from within.
The air outside was neither warm nor cold. The cloud was starless and clear. The curtains were drawn, showcasing a transparent window within the skyscraper.
A figure stood at the window, watching the world in its splendour. The different streetlights lit up the space, creating an illusion that it was still day time.
If not for the brightly shining silver beauty I'm the sky, it would be easy to fool others. Ian lifted the glass filled with purple liquid to his lips.
He tasted the sourness first before the tangy sweet taste assaulted his taste bud. He sighed, savoring the taste of the liquid that left his mouth salivating.
The top half of his body was naked while the bottom half was clad in a comfortable pajama bottom. He, for some reason couldn't bring himself to sleep.
