this might not belong here... eh...

Title:Empty As a Drum
Rating:R
Summary: Never get in the way of a man denied of something too long. Never.
Author's Note: I've been highly intrigued by the whole Atti/Deed Poll scene, and how it's almost like Atti doesn't exist, just as Deed Poll doesn't. But what if Atti really did know Orlando? What then...

[Fade in: EXT- Brick Exterior Of A Small Shop- Night

Dissolve to:

EXT- Interior; round scuffed tables pushed closely together, smoke lingering, lights low... murmuring, a spotlight on a lone figure on the stage. Sitting near the back, a hunched over figure is smoking a fag. His eyes shift, a tightly wound man, wringing his hands walks by. The darkened figure nudges him with his foot.]

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