Post by newwwwusername on Dec 17, 2023 20:55:44 GMT
Full title on AO3 : That Pit Coiling in the Base of His Stomach Because of the Stress
Chronology : Pre-canon
Emcee was stressed out of his fucking mind.
Things weren't going well. He had a performance in only a few hours and the group had barely been able to practice it.
He knew it wasn't the end of the world. It was a night performance at a shitty bar in Berlin. Hardly high stakes.
Still, it was important to him and he couldn't help but take all the weight of it onto himself. After all, he was the Master of Ceremonies. He was the centerpiece of the whole number.
Nausea gripped his stomach and his chest hurt from the stress of it all. It was so bad that a headache was starting to form and he was so sure that if anyone did so much as tap him on the shoulder, he would completely snap.
But he kept it all inside.
Chronology : Pre-canon
Emcee was stressed out of his fucking mind.
Things weren't going well. He had a performance in only a few hours and the group had barely been able to practice it.
He knew it wasn't the end of the world. It was a night performance at a shitty bar in Berlin. Hardly high stakes.
Still, it was important to him and he couldn't help but take all the weight of it onto himself. After all, he was the Master of Ceremonies. He was the centerpiece of the whole number.
Nausea gripped his stomach and his chest hurt from the stress of it all. It was so bad that a headache was starting to form and he was so sure that if anyone did so much as tap him on the shoulder, he would completely snap.
But he kept it all inside.