06-21-2022, 07:00 PM
[align=center][div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 410px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 125%; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px;"]he had been waiting for this moment for many years, preparing himself for the day that he could finally show teddy what he had been working on. as a self-taught pianist, and a well-versed violinist, music was his passion -- alongside pleasing teddy. well, now he could finally relish in both passions this very night. it took a lot of reminding and attempts to be heard to get teddy to agree to meet with him that night. really, all he had to say was there would be music and drinks. little did teddy know, the music would be from none other than peter himself. day in and day out, he played and he played trying his best to perfect every note and chord. everything had to be just perfect.
a multitude of candles sat atop the grand piano and sheets of music were neatly placed on the stand. he was going to be performing music in front of the guests of the casino, though he only had one guest in mind he wanted to impress. his glasses speckless, and he wore his finest white collared button up (there was a missing button at the base of the collar but that wasn't important.) all of it was going perfectly like peter hoped it would, except for one detail. teddy still had yet to make his grand appearance. peter wouldn't put it against him though, he had to be really popular. who wouldn't love to be around teddy?
every time he heard the door open, his heart would jump in his chest and he would look from behind the curtains to see if it was teddy. finally, at last, the man of the hour walked through the door. a relieved smile spread across peter's face and he waved a hand excitedly in the hopes of catching his attention.
a multitude of candles sat atop the grand piano and sheets of music were neatly placed on the stand. he was going to be performing music in front of the guests of the casino, though he only had one guest in mind he wanted to impress. his glasses speckless, and he wore his finest white collared button up (there was a missing button at the base of the collar but that wasn't important.) all of it was going perfectly like peter hoped it would, except for one detail. teddy still had yet to make his grand appearance. peter wouldn't put it against him though, he had to be really popular. who wouldn't love to be around teddy?
every time he heard the door open, his heart would jump in his chest and he would look from behind the curtains to see if it was teddy. finally, at last, the man of the hour walked through the door. a relieved smile spread across peter's face and he waved a hand excitedly in the hopes of catching his attention.
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i am the idiot with the painted face ,
IN THE CORNER, TAKING UP SPACE [b]!
[div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; text-align: center; margin-top: -5px; font-size: 10pt; color: #966A52; letter-spacing: .5px;"](( peter ivanov ⋆ 26 y/o ⋆ he/him ⋆ the badlands ))[br]