An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: There was something wrong with Michał.
It wasn’t obvious per se. No. It was the little things, things that many would not give a second thought to. It was the way he backed away from the conversation. Again. It was the way in which he refused to drink, sending the crowd a charming smile. It was the way in which, after excusing himself, he double-checked if no one was following him. It was the way in which he would close his eyes and breathe a little too deeply for it to be just a sign of content. It was the way in which he would find more and more excuses to sit down, at some point even rivalling Mr Zagłoba. It was the way in which he was pointedly avoiding people who knew him well.
