" it appears as though i've been stood up. " the pianist declared with a sigh, " and this place is packed. if you're looking for a free seat, you're welcome to join me. honestly, i'd appreciate the company before i start to spiral. " jude said with a chuckle at an attempt to lighten the mood. dating at his age felt IMPOSSIBLE most days. despite the fact that they were in one of the queerest cities in the world, attempting to find a significant other felt like trying to find a needle in the hay stack. " do you like wings? i ordered some. crispy brussel sprouts as well if you're a vegetarian. how are you at dating? " cheeks immediately tinted pink, quickly backtracking, " not- not that i'm asking YOU on a date. just. thought. well. i'm pretty shit at it so maybe you could help me out? "
It's a rare evening when Asa leaves the flat after dinner. The cats are fed and happy, and he could've easily called it a night. Tucked into bed with a book while it's still a bit snowy and cold outside. But he's... lonely. A man who's spent so much time away from others, he sometimes just wants to be able to talk and engage with others. It's a beautiful thing. Something he still takes for granted in his nearly twelve years since he's been out, and free.
So he ends up sitting at a bar-top with a sex on the beach. There's someone nearby and Asa's really trying not to stare. But he looks familiar. Not very familiar. But... he overhears an accent when the man speaks to the bartender. "Sorry, um-" He smiles sheepishly. "I couldn't help but... uh, sounds like we both come from a similar spot, yeah? I don't normally... well, 's a bit rare." He stumbles over his words, clears his throat after. "I don't mean to pry. I apologize."
location: either or bar or coffee shop in manhattan (please specify!).
after several hours of sitting there alone, josette finally opened her mouth and leaned forward. "do you ever get the feeling you've peaked?" josette was successful, too successful and now she felt like it was going the other way. perhaps it was an abrupt way to start a conversation as she'd been sat there, somewhat in a trance, for a while, simply keeping to herself but it didn't feel like it was what she wanted or what she needed. it was in her best interest to get back to work, at least being the director but her confidence had been knocked since losing a film score. "as in, you're never going to reach that standard again?"
The power was going out on and off but the place was still riding on, for a Tuesday with expected bad weather the Drag Queens still showed and Glow drew a decent-sized crowd. The show must go on - as was the theme of the night, and lucky enough (for now) the generator was proving a worthy investment.
Was it smart? No, probably not. Was he out there shoveling the main entrance every half hour? Also no. That much was clear when he stepped outside. Left with minimal staff, choosing to stay or go much earlier. The snow still beating down as hard as it was a couple hours ago when one of the only few people within eyesight came near, catcalling out "Ow ow, lookin' fucking fly. Fly and frozen. Should come in...strong drinks. Got a generator..."
โก For: @bhqextras
โก Location: An elevator somewhere in NY
โก Time of day: Early evening
It had been snowing all day, and between the snow, the traffic, the disappointing Craigslist listing, and now the fact that his pants were damp from a slip in a patch of ice, he was certain this may have been the worst day off anyone could ever take. Getting into the elevator, he gave a small nod to the only other occupant before adjusting the pizza boxes in his hands and hitting the button for his friendโs floor. While the day had been nothing short of a disaster, he was not about to let it ruin his night. No, instead, he decided he would catch up with an old friend and eat some good pizza which was something he had really missed while living out in California because as hard as they tried, California pizza just didnโt compare.
He looked up as the numbers on the floors ticked by before the elevator came to a halt as the power went out. โOh no.โ His tone was not so much panicked as it was exasperated, because this was the last thing he needed today. Milo adjusted the boxes he held again so he could take out the small flashlight he kept in his bag for emergencies. Turning it on, he looked at the various buttons and signage in the elevator before spotting what he needed. With a sigh, he pressed the emergency call button only to find out after answering numerous questions that there were power outages all over the city and it would be a while before anyone could get to them. Sighing again, he turned to look at his companion. โYou hungry?โ If he was going to be trapped here, he was at least going to eat something.