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milliways_bar2016-06-29 12:49 pm
fieryface) wrote in milliways_bar2016-06-29 12:49 pm
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Jamie is a touch embarrassed thinking back to his first appearance in the bar. He suspects-- he knows-- he did not exactly make the kind of impression he'd have wanted on the people he met. (Though he consoles himself with the knowledge that he only told one of them he is a king, and thus only once failed to live up to that lofty standard.)
As he sits in the bar now, therefore, he keeps an eye out for anyone he spoke to while he was still... let's say confused about his surroundings: perched on the edge of a barstool, eyes scanning the room, long fingers drumming on the edge of the bar.
And simultaneously, he tries not to look too on edge, in case he should encounter anyone new. (He should, he thinks, probably order something to eat, to look more normal. But he doesn't.)
As he sits in the bar now, therefore, he keeps an eye out for anyone he spoke to while he was still... let's say confused about his surroundings: perched on the edge of a barstool, eyes scanning the room, long fingers drumming on the edge of the bar.
And simultaneously, he tries not to look too on edge, in case he should encounter anyone new. (He should, he thinks, probably order something to eat, to look more normal. But he doesn't.)