A spiteful man

The kind of rivalry me and bro had in third grade
The wigs are taller than your self-esteem, and the costumes could single-handedly bankrupt a Versailles cosplay convention.
Mozart giggles like a maniac, writes music drunk, and makes Salieri spiral into a meltdown of envy narrating it. It’s 3 hours of wig envy, opera, and powder shade.