After several hours of indulging in their sexual desires, Alphonse lay on one of the sofa with a clear expression on his face. Lying asleep atop him without the slightest bit of clothing was Nicole, the satisfied smile on her face spoke volume of her current state.

The room was littered with torn clothes and underwears, as well as the smell of sex and liquor. Bottles of wines could be seen all around, their contents poured all over the floor and the last bit trickling down the bottle neck and adding to the pool of wine spilled across the floor.

Alphonse stared at the ceiling lost in thought. After the...