If you put your ear to the asphalt, you might be able to hear the rumbling. Pattering. Whatever. Dozens of tiny, tiny legs all running at once
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Well, it had been a while since Jono had done anything in some sort of official capacity down at the Boards, between breaks and so on, and it was high time he do something about that. And that was why he was down in the lobby today, putting up cotton cobwebbing and strategically hiding rubber rats. Outside, he'd rearranged the marquis for his
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It was somehow even more glittery than it had been earlier in the evening, though there was still time for any latecomers to show before the moment you'd all been waiting for.
Glitter seemed to be a theme of the evening. There was glitter on the posterscovering the walls, glitter on the plants printed on table cloths. Glitter on the fake full moon hanging in place of a mirror ball.
And of course, glitter on the banner hanging above the entrance.