It was close to closing time and Adam - not Felecia today - was clad in
a yellow ensemble with hot pants and humming to herself as she idly dusted the shelves of the tea shoppe before they shut the doors (which were standing wide open) for the day and made his way to Hidden Frank's for his shows for the night.
He was so happy, really, that it probably made him somewhat obnoxious. A glorious lover, many friends, fun things to do. It made him sing. And twirl and pose for whoever might be coming in.