For you, every night is about angles. About the tease. The movement. The art. The props that you use to your advantage, to point at the crowd and make yourself so painfully loud in the room, without saying a word at all. To be noticed, sought over. To be a performer.

For him, every night is interchangeable. When not watching you, He’s resting. Preparing himself for what the next days will bring. Watching the act is all nice, but claiming the act… feels so much better.