Michal was not one to lie to himself, so he openly admitted that walking into this party after it had so obviously started hours ago was an... interesting visual experience. Interesting, yes, that was a word to use. Judgement worthy, also, was an appropriate word to use. It wasn't something that particularly struck him as he walked, it was just... the general atmosphere. And the fact that half of these people here had matches tomorrow, that was also noteworthy.
So... excellent! He was glad he had decided to drop by, and witness first had the beginning of wrecks on the pitch tomorrow. If he felt himself to be heavily invested in this venture, Michal would have sought out a Magpie, but someone else had called him here, making her much more important than an hysterical, albeit potentially tragic, memory to look back on.
Now thinking back to Therese, Michal realized he had no bloody idea where she would be. Or even if she was still here. Seth had mentioned he would be here tonight as well, so he supposed he could find him and ask... but that would lead to questions Michal simply did not feel like dealing with, even coming from his best friend.
That probably had something to do with that Michal purposely left out all things related to Therese Bonaccord when he spoke with Seth. Eh, there was a time and a place for everything.
After some searching, and witnessing things that were just plain confusing, he finally found her. Sitting. Well, that was a good sign, he supposed. Michal Conway approached Therese casually, as if it was nothing new.
"Mustaches, really?" he asked skeptically, though the grin forming on his face was giving him away. She was amusing. As was these theme.
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