ft. @laylafitzgerald
Even if he couldn’t appreciate the art hanging upon walls ( after all, when you spend your childhood defacing age-old works in the name of fun, everything becomes a little less interesting ) Tobias found himself -- like always -- admiring the art that had its own agency. Some of the most beautiful people in the world were lurking among some of the ugliest art he’d ever seen, and with the drama of the past week looming over his head he needed to... blow off steam.
He was on drink number god-knows-what, a half-eaten canape in his hand, and he stopped beside a body he didn’t recognise, but probably ought to have done:
“Nothing grab your fancy?” He looked down at her as he finished his canape, “I thought you creative types were normally all over this crap, while the rest of us get pissed on the bar and regret our life choices.” He paused to think about it, “actually, I always regret my life choices. Nothing new there.”