VIP Headphone Lounge

I dragged the heavy gold-plated audio jack across the nightstand and planted it upright like my personal brass scepter. When the house shuts down, the real VIP lounge opens! I vaulted straight into the plush center of an over-ear headphone cup, letting my back sink into the deep foam well while hooking one combat boot lazily over the leatherette rim. The steel headband arched overhead like the ribbed ceiling of a private dome, catching the amber slit of light from the cracked hallway door. Reaching out with a gloved hand, I flicked the thick coiled cable, watching it spring back and forth like an impatient bouncer outside my door.