Coming fresh off of such a performance, he still had his emotions close to the surface.
With detectable panic in his eyes, Lance looked around the rows of occupied seats. But though many people were also looking at him right then, he didn't see the face he wanted to find.
And he did not care about anything else except for that.
Then, a movement at the topmost row of seats caught his eyes. Coming down the right aisle after emerging from what seemed to be a door to the restrooms, Xian was distractedly wiping his face with a bunch of paper towels.
The sight of him immediately put Lance at ease. While another performance was taking place on the stage, he continued on his way back to their seats.
There, he patiently waited for Xian to join him again.
Xian was slow in coming down. As he
