Crack Are Serious Business (1)

[calliope_love]

It was a shame Break kept half his face hidden, because even with only one side of it showing, he made some truly spectacular expressions. He was making one now, and trying to hide it by grimacing into his wine, because it was generally considered impolite to look like you were going to lose your lunch at formal parties.

"What's wrong?" Liam asked quietly, refusing to turn around and follow his gaze.

"That dress," Break replied, his voice pitched low, still fighting to return his expression to neutral. "Oh my God, ick."

"Ick?" Liam gave in, and turned just slightly, and then forgot to stop turning. "Oh. Oh."

"Mm. You see it?"

"That's...a truly unfortunate color."

"Quite. You'll notice also the way the ill-informed lace accentuates the --"

"I -- you know, Xerxes, it's rather stifling in here, isn't it."

"...you're right, Liam. It is."

"We ought to go out on the balcony and get some fresh air."

"An excellent idea. We should bring more wine with us."

"Right."

"Right."