#i also liked having a teeeeeeny bit of parallel w the william sung thread but that's for My little brain tickles

[sungpeach]

his chest squeezed as sung realized his seat was next to jeanie for this show. though his step faltered, he wrapped himself up in imaginary bandages and sat down next to her. their arms brushed in the midst of sitting down, causing an, "apologies," and sung to fold his hands in his lap to take up a bit less space.

meeting with jeanie often drained him, which wasn't preferred when he was already draining from the fashion week. so many people to speak to, so many shows to sit at, so many pieces of clothing he didn't much care for to look at. he had connections to maintain and didn't want to represent the staff, his company, or himself poorly, so he'd made it through until then. this here was another battle of maintenance.

"have you been enjoying yourself? i heard this designer has quite a spectacular collection to present."

@mengyaowu