Chapter 301: Visuals
The four walls had a refuge moulded by his character, shaped by his adamant mind, toned by his relentless fervour.
A sharp scent of incense welcomed the guest, embosoming him in opulent fumes that caressed his eyelids, naturally drawing thoughts and focus on resting upon the pillowed bed propped against the wall, on the opposite end of the room from the entrance.
Six additional pillows were decorated with warm yellow and black oriental patterns, seemed to burst out from the deep crystal wall behind them, advancing even further the proposal of dozing away in a day dream.
Above the bulky bed, a chromatic dance of black shades decorated the cobalt tinted wall, a wide number of psychedelic posters, adorned with writings and evocative images, depicted the emotions that characterised him, and outlined the desire for exotic travels that he has been preserving deep within his mind for many years, though he had always been the type who always wanted to travel but was not able to get it done, this time around he travelled out and it changed his life.
A timid, bluish, pale light peeped from a window to his right, and it almost instantly blended with the diffuse lighting that was shinning in the room, coming from the numerous celebration lights tingling and hanging from the chandelier, fixed from wall to wall and around the window.
Slightly to the left of it, a night table held hid computer system and, behind it, stood an enigmatic little jewel box embellished with an exotic bas relief. Almost concealed, lying on the floor under the bedside stand, a shelf of books and magazines served as emergency provisions for her thirst of knowledge.
A low background hazy Trevor Jackson song about visuals, echoing directly from the building right in front of his window, came from an unidentified source, hinting to the musical spiced taste he enjoyed.
A beep on his phone right in front of him distracted him from the observation; he walked forwards and, finally, the cardinal element of the room came in sight, completing the painting, concealing his personality on his surrounding brought to life by his majestic presence.
He took up his phone and swiped on the icon as he placed the phone close to his ear and sighed.
" Hey baby " a lady's voice was heard from the other side.
" Hey... are you ready? " Bryan asked as he buttoned his shirt.
" I will be ready in ten minutes " the lady said as she laughed.
" I can not wait to see you.. I missed you " she added.
" I miss you too and you know that, you will get enough of me tonight " Bryan said in a teasing tone.
" Of course I would and we will finish this up together " the lady said with confidence, she was getting impatient and wanted to see the person Bryan was dating, she could not wait to do some thing awful to her.
' Ohh Bryan, no one deserves your love like I do and I will do every thing within and outside my capabilities to keep you with me ' the lady said to her self.