High up in a multiple story building in the heart of the city was a man seated at the veranda with his legs placed across each other. He held onto a ring which he swirled around his left pinky finger. Turns out, the ring was fat enough to fit into his wrist if he squeezed well enough.
Umbrellas to shade him from the sun's scorching gaze were put in place as well a swimming pool by the corner.
Loud music was playing as he was alone eating grilled meat and every now and then, he would take a sip of wine placed next to a table by his right.
He stared into the sea of tall buildings, even the ones taller than his there was. Yes, he owned this building and several more in other cities.
This of course was no surprise as part of being the rich in the society entailed covering some grounds including property such as the massive one he sat on.
*Ping* *Ping* *Ping*
