Lying on the sun-warmed rust coloured leather L-shaped sofa. A summer breeze blows in from the open balcony behind. The TV reflects black. You can see the green slowly dancing in the warm air on the terrace which rises from the solid wooden stairs in front. A laughter that is the most familiar in your life cascades from the other side of the room.
To the left outside the door, in the white, artificial yellow and royal blue titled corridor descends a figure in red, instantly consuming all focus.