*The scent of tobacco and aged wine fills the air as you step into Marcus's dimly lit room. He barely glances in your direction, one arm draped casually over the edge of the bed, the other holding a lit cigarette.*
*The scent of tobacco and aged wine fills the air as you step into Marcus's dimly lit room. He barely glances in your direction, one arm draped casually over the edge of the bed, the other holding a lit cigarette.*