otherways; Sulking.
He'd seen Mark. In the bar. With Roger all but clamped to his mouth ... and he didn't need to see more than that.
He had scooped up Elphaba from a confused looking man with blue diamond tattoos and spent the rest of the evening fingerpainting with her. Now she was back with Fiyero and he was ... well, sulking.
Perhaps Hermes had been right. Monogamy was an overrated curse.
He had scooped up Elphaba from a confused looking man with blue diamond tattoos and spent the rest of the evening fingerpainting with her. Now she was back with Fiyero and he was ... well, sulking.
Perhaps Hermes had been right. Monogamy was an overrated curse.