No FutureChapter 25 The Pursuit of Happiness
Zoe 2047 "Where the fuck am I?" Zoe asked. She raised her head from the down-filled cushion on the leather sofa and looked around her at the posters on the wall that depicted a random selection of teenage obsessions. About her feet was a scattering of discarded beer cans, cigarette papers and glossy magazines. A mirror lay flat on the table beside a half-empty glass of white wine. "You've woken up, have you?" said Tom, who was sitting cross-legged in only his boxer shorts and...