fast eddie's | early afternoon | saturday | november 21
Even after the practice he'd gotten in with the frat yesterday, Hannibal still felt a little nervous about this whole bowling match. Of course, he wasn't about to let that show. Nope, he'd just be lounging in the chairs near the bowling lane, feet up and casual confidence being projected.
He was not about to let any nerves be seen by anyone. He didn't need those used against him. Still, wouldn't any guy be nervous if a leotard and dancing was at stake? He thought so. But, for now, he was banishing those thoughts and just being his usual cocky, confident self.
He could win this. Nothing to it.
[hannibal's here mostly for kate but hey, gawkers and onlookers and revelers are more than welcome to watch, chat or do other fast eddie's things!]
He was not about to let any nerves be seen by anyone. He didn't need those used against him. Still, wouldn't any guy be nervous if a leotard and dancing was at stake? He thought so. But, for now, he was banishing those thoughts and just being his usual cocky, confident self.
He could win this. Nothing to it.
[hannibal's here mostly for kate but hey, gawkers and onlookers and revelers are more than welcome to watch, chat or do other fast eddie's things!]