albie wandered around the theatre, taking in each detail before it was time to sit down for the show. his eyes scanned each detail, design and glamorous piece of furniture. he ran his fingers along the wood of the bar, his finger tips dancing along the smooth surface. when he reached the end of the bar, he finally looked up, noticing that there was no one around, he sat himself down on a stool and pulled out his notebook, beginning to make notes for later.









