with passions and with prudences
Ethan should, according to Maria, be preparing or prepared for the dance, which tonight is apparently all anyone is doing.
Evidently he disagrees, which would be why he's in his room, shirt undone and a rolled cigarette (half-smoked and pinched out) behind his ear while he attempts to make the music he can imagine in his head even remotely work on paper. His violin lies in its open case, and he's--
--currently leaning out the window, swearing at a neighbor's cat that won't cease the incessant fucking yowling HE WILL KILL IT.
...yeah so anyone coming towards the house will probably notice that immediately.
Evidently he disagrees, which would be why he's in his room, shirt undone and a rolled cigarette (half-smoked and pinched out) behind his ear while he attempts to make the music he can imagine in his head even remotely work on paper. His violin lies in its open case, and he's--
--currently leaning out the window, swearing at a neighbor's cat that won't cease the incessant fucking yowling HE WILL KILL IT.
...yeah so anyone coming towards the house will probably notice that immediately.