[ He didn't mind the grime and dirt, it's that sweat... he hates how his bangs stick to his face. It feels nasty. Under that shirt was limited muscle definition – a slight curve inward from waist trainers and corsets, from suits too tight in an attempt to maintain his own figure. Something blurring the line only enough for him to imitate Lynette during shows when they switch.

Today, Lyney proved himself to be useful in one way – but who knows if certain seeds were planted. ]

The guy in charge of maintenance says it goes down about every few weeks for a bit. Now they know why. [ The problem is deeper, that's why. ] One less problem.