Theodore Nott (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} fiadornott) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg, |
After a few dances with Tracey he slipped away when she was catching up with other friends. Despite his typically apathetic and non-committal demeanor, he did care about her in the way he could. He listened, and was quite contented that she wouldn't often pry since she was rather busy airing her concerns. He was quite happy with that.
It was his plan to take a short round about the gala and then head home prior to the end of the event. This really wasn't his sort of thing, but it was interesting to see observe people in different costumes, doing what people do. He was one to engage in people-watching on a regular basis. Just since it added variety to his day in the ways books seemed to lack. He needed to get to sleep too. He readjusted his hat for a moment, still feeling at least somewhat indignant that Tracey would ask him to dress as a madman.