It was midnight when the last guest left. I sighed heavily as I looked around. The living room was full of cigarette smell and stale perfume. As I looked around, I saw wet patches of spilt beer on my best Persian carpet. My antique vases were totally smashed. They had even used my antique oak tables as ashtrays. These guests of mine had done their best to destroy my expensively decorated living room ! What a night this had turned out to be.