Noah stood frozen in the doorway, his mouth slightly agape as he took in the scene before them. The sleek, geometric building had opened into a vast space filled with soft lighting, flowing fabrics, and bodies in various states of undress. Silk drapes hung from the ceiling, creating intimate alcoves where groups of young people moved together in sensual harmony. Some wore barely anything at all—gossamer fabrics that left little to the imagination, while others had shed their clothing entirely. The organic electronic music provided a rhythmic backdrop to soft moans and whispered conversations.
"I... uh..." Noah stammered, his face flushing red as he tried to process what he was seeing. This was definitely not what he'd expected when they'd been invited to a "party." His eyes darted around the space, taking in glimpses of intertwined limbs, exposed skin glistening under the ambient lighting, before settling on Sophie's face with a mixture of confusion and uncertainty.
