It's a marvel that Yuri manages to keep the teacup in his hand.
It's decidedly not that his tea does not stay in his mouth.
It's just another explosion, this one of embarrassment, lack of control, impropriety, but all of that, all -- of -- it, is nothing as big as the sudden dawn shock, the overwhelming white blare that eradicated all of the rest of existence, except one flippantly tossed word, that set him sputtering, "What?!" loud enough that it he might as well have yelled it and it seemed to be bouncing off all the walls in the room. Or was it that his mouth had and he couldn't even hear it.
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Date: 2017-04-20 12:34 am (UTC)It's decidedly not that his tea does not stay in his mouth.
It's just another explosion, this one of embarrassment, lack of control, impropriety, but all of that, all -- of -- it, is nothing as big as the sudden dawn shock, the overwhelming white blare that eradicated all of the rest of existence, except one flippantly tossed word, that set him sputtering, "What?!" loud enough that it he might as well have yelled it and it seemed to be bouncing off all the walls in the room. Or was it that his mouth had and he couldn't even hear it.
Victor wanted to -- What.