SEBBY:

❛ — @onemansinsanity-onecatsreality ❜

  ❛ do me a favor, my LOVE, and fix my tie for me? i’m so nervous about tonight, my hands won’t stop shaking. i practiced my speech at least ^{five hundred times} while you were at your lesson. went over every key point. do you think i should do that fork tap against my champagne glass thing to quiet everyone down? or does that only happen in movies? ❜

            THE SCENE IS SET & IT’S QUITE THE COMICAL ONE AT THAT.
            The ordinarily composed, UNRUFFLED curator scurrying about their flat all while
            the fretful, apprehensive partner of he LOUNGES cross sofa, captivated by novel
            in palm. In being quite the adoring boyfriend ( of course! ) he’s soon poised before
            SEBASTIAN, garment held between fingers.

      ‘ I heard you. ‘ The musings of a FELINE engrossed in untangling chaos.
      ‘ When I came back THAT is. You’re NOT exactly the most —– soft spoken
      individual ; but that is why I’ve chosen to stick around for so long. ‘

                                     It’s an innocent quip, one that is in much urgency at the moment.

                 ‘ Are we too sure that that slight rapping would not cause the glass to
                 s h a t t e r? It is ( after all ) a champagne glass & you are SEBASTIAN
                 AUGUSTUS MORAN. Be cautious of what flicks you’re intending to
                 re-enact, Mon Tigre. ‘