@_faisal0606@april_reflects@2000sthetic I was thinking the same thing. I'm so used to being in theatre and the quick change outfits. One or two movements and bam a huge reveal. This was very slow and clunky, having several attendants revolve around her and slowly unbunch the fabric.
@PassionPhrute He can't even answer, small hands clutching at his bruised ribs.
He's clearly not okay, which makes that a very stupid question. He seems to have been beaten.
@CoolestSkater He coughed a bit, shaking and wrapping his arms around himself weakly.
"I just did... It was... for a play." He mumbled, trying not to talk too much, because it hurt.
There were defined, large fist marks on his side.
He falls to the side, face half buried in the miry wetland beside the lake, blood mixing with his saliva and loosely drooling out as he heaves a slow breath, ribs aching from the movement.
@TrxphyWife He paused for a moment, looking at his grandma, asking her if it was okay.
He had repeat the question several times before giving up, saying yes for her, and pulling her along.
Standing on the sidewalk in the theatre district, her eyes are cast up toward a billboard.
Slim fingers tighten around an old and tattered playbill, lip trembling.
@TrxphyWife He turned a bit pink, playing with his hair with his free hand. "Ah, you think so?" He was rather flattered, used to anything but positive feedback.
@TrxphyWife He smiled at the kind words, laying his chin on his fingers.
"Well, I'll have to invite you next time! I'm currently interning at the D'poi theatre, you should stop by some time!"
He's just a janitor.