[ Midnight hums a negative, but stops in the middle of this flight of stairs. ]
... I came here with Miss Johanna. Oh... I should find her. Let her know that... But...
[ ... He suddenly sits on the stair he's on, hand still on the railing. The problem is that he was definitely planning on giving her the last dance, then walking her home, but not only would telling her he's leaving early fly in the face of that commitment, it would alert her to the idea that something bad could happen to Midnight, which absolutely cannot happen. Telling as much as he has to Netzach and Kaveh has already been an ordeal; he told Miss Gebura too much and he hasn't seen her in days. Untenable. But what does he do, then? What's the plan?
... There is no plan. Midnight continues to sit, head leaning on the stair divider, trying his best to feel less miserable. Oh, this is why he shouldn't get drunk alone... ]
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... I came here with Miss Johanna. Oh... I should find her. Let her know that... But...
[ ... He suddenly sits on the stair he's on, hand still on the railing. The problem is that he was definitely planning on giving her the last dance, then walking her home, but not only would telling her he's leaving early fly in the face of that commitment, it would alert her to the idea that something bad could happen to Midnight, which absolutely cannot happen. Telling as much as he has to Netzach and Kaveh has already been an ordeal; he told Miss Gebura too much and he hasn't seen her in days. Untenable. But what does he do, then? What's the plan?
... There is no plan. Midnight continues to sit, head leaning on the stair divider, trying his best to feel less miserable. Oh, this is why he shouldn't get drunk alone... ]