After a few more hours of endless noise and celebration, the party inside Wilder's Harem HQ finally died down. And the noise didn't just fade away, no — it disappeared almost instantly. Those who were still able to leave the building, and those who couldn't just decided to lay down where they stood.
Sure, there were still some people talking to each other; like Dominique, who was trying to talk to the cenleons, and the cenleons answering back even though they had no idea what each was saying. Perhaps that was the solution to their language barrier, alcohol.
But while everyone was wasted, Rhys was just casually sitting on one of the large sofas in the lobby. Katarina and Olga were resting on his shoulders, while Lina was seated on the floor and latched onto him; burying herself on Rhys's thigh as she was between his legs.
