At some point..
[OOM: At some point, you have to lay your data on the spreadsheet.
If only to see their facades break.]
Tonight, Dot strides in, looking halfway between being tired, and like the cat got into the cream. And for half a second it looks like she's going to the Bar proper for a drink, until she spots someone watching the crowd.
One could be fascinated in the way her face melts from smug to nearly mad rage, for all of the next half second they get to see it, before she stalks back to her door and slams it behind her.
If only to see their facades break.]
Tonight, Dot strides in, looking halfway between being tired, and like the cat got into the cream. And for half a second it looks like she's going to the Bar proper for a drink, until she spots someone watching the crowd.
One could be fascinated in the way her face melts from smug to nearly mad rage, for all of the next half second they get to see it, before she stalks back to her door and slams it behind her.