[ March hadn’t been dancing per se, but there’s a certain shuffle he’s gotten very well versed in when it comes to drinking entirely too much. It’s a half-step and a lurch, and when March whips around he executes it with the wobbly precision that only truly denotes a master. ]
There’s something on your face.
[ Yeah, that’s the takeaway, isn’t it? Not the fact that March is actively pissing half the little town off because he can’t control himself. ]
Apologies for the lateness!
There’s something on your face.
[ Yeah, that’s the takeaway, isn’t it? Not the fact that March is actively pissing half the little town off because he can’t control himself. ]