Somebody’s got to be the mysterious stranger in the corner, right? Why can’t it be me?

I’ll be the counterpart and just say it right there. I’m the Mr. Frodo on most parties. But I aspire to be the Gandalf on some! :)

sprinkle some crushed palantir crystal to your pipe and you’ll be dancing with the others in no time.

i belong in the corner petting the cat

I enjoy my solitude a bit too much, but if I go to a party it’s to mingle and party. Otherwise, why leave home? I am much more proficient at brooding on my own.

Me: acting out the top one because that’s what I’ve been told all my life that I have to in order to not be unspeakably rude; wanting desperately to do the bottom one or just go home; stressed and anxious as fuck by the disparity

Is that Rowan?