Chapter 228
(FADE IN:)
INT. - SILVER CITY COLLEGE - NIGHT
He had a love/hate relationship with parties. Naturally, he was the focus of attention, as it should be. After all, he was the rich, famous star of the show, was he not? Women lusted after him, everyone wanted to be him. He caught his reflection in the long, tall mirror next to the piano, admired his dashing figure. Sucked in his protruding gut a moment before saying fuck it and taking another long pull from his glass of scotch.
"I've never met a famous writer before."
She was just like all the others, hanging off his arm, tall and skinny wearing too much makeup and refusing to eat anything. She drank enough for both of them, though. Which meant he'd probably end up on his office couch with her at some point. But, first things first.
Time to drain the dragon before slaying fair maidens.