Fourth Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Thursday | August 26

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Hannibal had been putting this off for months now. Considering he had just forty eight hours left on the island, it seemed that his time of hedging and procrastinating had come to an end. When he made bets, he filled them even if it took him time.

So, he'd move some of the furniture aside and out of the way all while wearing a thick bathrobe. Yes, he was wearing spandex pants under that bathrobe and no, he wasn't going to show that off until he absolutely had to. Kate was just lucky he hadn't tried to find a loophole.

There was a boombox nearby, queued up with the most ridiculous song known to man. In a few minutes, he'd have to click play and actually dance.

He was going to dance. In spandex. To a girly song. He hated his life and yet, he'd keep making bets. Stupid bowling game.

[Oh god, this is so open. I'ma put up some OCD just for my benefit but this is SO open. Not Hannibal's last post in Fandom, btw!]

Comments

Re: After the Concert

[puppy_fair]

"And then I'll be stuck guessing for the rest of my life." Zack's eyes went wide. "I think the suspense would be just about the worst thing ever."

The not knowing! Being so close, and letting it slip away!

Re: After the Concert

[glacial_queen]

For something as transient as pride! Was dignity really worth all that?

"And you know we'd have to just make the parties even better if that were the case," Karla replied regretfully. "We're just like that."