Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140214001959/@comment-24481083-20140411082432

Twirling Tempus 'round and round with irritation, his mood was at it's most deep deep end of anger as an unnamed and very eery looking couple engaged in a very physical activity; His mind couldn't hope to phantom who's arm was who's. Honestly he didn't much want to care.

Perhaps it was the drink, but the lights seem to irritate him more, as do the couples who now began to evacuate the dance floor, some to happier endings, to physical endings or to Unhappy Endings. Actually, he thought to himself, almost everything seemed to annoy him, even the swirling sound of Tempus in full orbit irritated him, a sound that he used to associate with comfort.

His mouth seemed to tighten under the general atmosphere of awkwardness as the couple next to him began to delve deeper into each other's mouths.

"Oh dear lord..."