‘Don’t you agree, London?’ Alexi’s voice breaks into my thoughts as I slide in beside him on my return from the bathroom; A small space between him and Alessandra, who is facially glued to Gino as they have a passionate make-out session. Her arse bumps into me as I squeeze against Alexi more, sliding my arm in his, so I can lean closer and nestle in against him with my temple on his shoulder. I’m starting to wane with booze consumption and sore feet from too many dance floor ...