glowing wide eyes

It was well past midnight, the drinks hitting hard, the crowd beginning to thin, for even the most irresponsible of the singers had work in the morning and didn’t dare test the limits of an inadequately rested and over intoxicated late night, the glowing wide eyes swimming in over relaxed and slightly sloppy ease.

Lord Malinov, Song of Songs

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