Where has that old friend gone?
Jan. 7th, 2010 10:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Contrary to popular belief, Anatoly did do things besides play chess and talk to other people besides Lex. On this fine Wednesday he was situated at the Jazz Club, happily watching Roger perform. The music wasn't quite his cup of tea if he was honest, but he was well aware his tastes were horrible old-fashioned and behind the times. Still, he was coming to find that it was growing on him. Another few visits and he just might fall under the seductive sway yet. In any case, his friend was a consummate showman and that was reason alone to watch.
When the set was over, he applauded enthusiastically. After giving Roger a few moments to recover and wind down, he made his way over to him, glass in hand. "That was amazing," he said. "As always."
When the set was over, he applauded enthusiastically. After giving Roger a few moments to recover and wind down, he made his way over to him, glass in hand. "That was amazing," he said. "As always."