#ough.. fwiends..

❝ Oh, uh... ❞ Fiyero's still here? Vanth hesitates at the mouth of the hallway leading into the studio's lobby, at a loss for an act. Given how far past closing it is, he had hoped he would be alone. ❝ Somethin' keeping you, Fi? ❞ Even so, this is Fiyero. An act wouldn't feel right, not after she had seen him ripped of every one he's ever put on, and comforted the dismal, fragile self underneath. There are worse people he could be alone with—much worse, as he likes her very much. She's only ever been kind to him.