Iestyn was wearing all completely clean clothes, right down to his underwear, and he was actually feeling more human and alive.
The kitchen- now that was a sight. He hadn't left the bedroom except to go to the loo for days. Funnily enough it looked the same. He looked down at the phone in his hand, checking it for new messages.
"Do you want to get some air for a moment?" he asked, looking out at the sunshine. "I just feel so stuffy still, in my head."