Meanwhile, in Jono's dressing room, he was mostly just staring at himself in the mirror. His flames were out in plain view, yes, but with the way they filtered through the floral-mesh fabric of his shirt, they were actually... not bad.
He squinted and tilted his head to the side, and then reached up to smooth down a stray lock of hair. The one downside to the flames being free and wild was that his hair didn't care to stay put for long. A problem that they were solving with a quantity of hairspray that made him thankful of both the fact that his flames weren't technically fire, and that he didn't need to breathe.
He'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous.
Jono is getting ready; come tease him if you're so inclined.
Jono's dressing room
He squinted and tilted his head to the side, and then reached up to smooth down a stray lock of hair. The one downside to the flames being free and wild was that his hair didn't care to stay put for long. A problem that they were solving with a quantity of hairspray that made him thankful of both the fact that his flames weren't technically fire, and that he didn't need to breathe.
He'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous.
Jono is getting ready; come tease him if you're so inclined.