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@griffinsvanity
William pushed the entrance to his new favorite bar with a sigh. He came to the city three days ago and so far he still had zero luck in finding his former foster brother. He’d been missing their time spent together. Being best friends and talking about taking over the world. William sat down on one of the stools. He looked to his side and noticed his companion. He paused before deciding to give it another try. He pulled up a picture from his coat showing it to the stranger. “Hi. I hope I’m not disturbing you but have you ever seen this man around here?” He asked as he displayed the picture of him and Noah grinning together without a care in the world. “He’s an old friend…… I have been looking for him everywhere.”
Griffin assumed that the man who sat beside him was just here to drink, but after a moment of silence, he produced a small picture from his pocket. Griffin turned to look at it and his blue eyes settled on the stranger. What was this? “How do you know him?” Griffin asked, suspicious of the man’s intentions. If Noah was purposefully avoiding this guy, Griffin wasn’t about to endanger his friend by giving him up. He examined the man carefully. “And why are you looking for him?”
Would you want to reconcile with Cyrek?
“We kind of did reconcile. But honestly after everything that happened with Keegan, I’m just trying to keep things light. I might need some time away from the brothers and everything they’ve got going on. I’m just planning on turning off my brain for a while.”
@cywreck
Who would you like to get closer to?
“Plenty of folks... Queens is full of beautiful people. Right now I’d say Noah, for sure. We’ve been friends for a while, but getting closer has felt great so far. I also want to get to know Heather since she’s so important to Ana. And that actor... Eddie. I’d like to get closer to him in several ways.”
@queensnoah @hcatheralcott @qrpeddie
What if Keegan gets back with Finn? Would you feel abandoned?
“I wouldn’t feel abandoned, no. What Keegan and I have is open. But if he gets back with his ex and decides not to see me at all anymore, I think I’d just be pissed at the ex.”
@keegan-anderson
Ready to rave? Come find me.
qrpeddie:
Oh, isn’t this the drunk model he met almost a year ago. Javlin or something. He had caused quite the stir back then with both his arrival and disappearance. Eddie had taken him as an impromptu plus one in the middle of flashes and paps, gaining the attention of most and making the main actor fume. Just as he was about to take him home for dinner and maybe some fun time he was gone without notice. Eddie wasn’t mad per se, just confused. “I remember you. Not your name, though. My apologies but you’re certainly one hell of an unforgettable fella huh?” He pinpoints, smirking, “I’ve been everywhere. Auditioning and taking shots for roles. I’m not just a stuntman now. They gave me the lead role.” He says proudly. “Mind telling me where you went that night at the party? I was worried sick, you see.”
Griffin’s eyebrows peaked when Eddie admitted that he’d forgotten Griffin’s name. He couldn’t really blame him; it had been quite a long time since their run in. “Unforgettable face at least.” Griffin chuckled softly. “That’s what counts.” He figured that was truly the case with models. It was really only his face that had to be memorable. “The lead role! Damn!” Griffin beamed, looking almost proud. “Are you even supposed to be out here talking to me? Am I going to get tackled by your security?” He feigned glancing over his shoulder, but then looked back at Eddie with a grin. It faltered after a moment and his full lips fell into a small, pensive frown. “It was a huge party. I didn’t think you’d notice, honestly. I was... way over-served, and I got kind of self-reflective after a bit. I had to leave, and I figured I was just a stowaway as it was, so I just left.” He looked back up at Eddie with some genuine feeling behind his eyes for once. “Didn’t mean to worry you, big shot.” He gently clapped the actor on the arm, letting his touch linger for a comfortable second before dipping his hand back into the pocket of his blue jeans. “I don’t get stuck in my head often. Won’t happen again, I’m sure. Maybe I can take you for a drink and make it up to you?”
Or leave me alone
Alright. Everything is alright. Everything is fine. Why were they having a panic attack? Was it the fear of having to try and communicate with another person, or was it the fact that they couldn’t talk like a normal person. Instead, they wrote everything on paper or used a text to speech app. Shit… On the inside, Declan was panicking like they’d just seen someone pass away, however on the outside they seemed relatively calm. All they wanted was one cup of coffee. Just one. Maybe they could convince someone to go in for them? That might work…. But who? Noticing someone who looked relatively kind moving towards them, they had to shoot their shot. And fast. They quickly stopped them, signing ‘Excuse me, but could you possibly be able to get me a cup of coffee? I’ll pay you back’. They hoped and prayed the other knew sign language. If not, they were fucked.
Griffin noticed the stranger standing just outside the crowd. They seemed frozen, perhaps from indecision. Griffin moved towards them, meaning only to catch a glance of their face, but instead he found himself caught in the stranger’s gaze. The individual moved towards him and Griffin stopped, glancing between the coffee line and the stranger for a moment. He considered walking on by, but when the person began signing, Griffin knew he had to stay. Fuck. He didn’t know any of this stuff. Griffin’s brow furrowed in both frustration and sympathy. “Sorry.” He signed, tapping into the only sign he really knew. He shrugged and mouthed, “I don’t understand.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, unlocking it and opening a note taking app. Blue eyes met the stranger’s as he held out the phone for the other’s use.
Walking around with a bleeding gash on his face may be a spectacle for the people who aren’t a part of his crew but it’s what he does on a day-to-day basis, and none of that substance is actual blood. Though he still finds amusement whenever he passes someone and hears their surprised gasps. It’s one of his favourite things about acting or fronting as a stuntman. The fakeness and farcicality of it. He’s sipping on a smoothie and watching the crew set up the set when he notices someone gaping at him. Eddie smirks and turns to them. “Don’t look so frightened.” He swipes some of the ‘blood’ from his cheek and puts it in his mouth. “See? It’s chocolate syrup, actually. I’m an actor.”
Griffin had seen the commotion from a few blocks away. His lingering desire to be back in the spotlight drew him closer. It looked like some kind of movie shoot. Beautiful people milled around the barricades. It was a typical sight in New York. People wanted to be noticed. Out of the corner of his eye, Griffin caught sight of a familiar face. Fuck. His blue eyes grew wide for a moment when he noticed what looked like blood on the stuntman’s face. “It’s half fear, half fucking shock.” Griffin shook his head slightly- as if he could possibly escape the daze of seeing the familiar face. “I haven’t seen you since...” Since the freezing night he’d gotten plastered and wandered around the city in a tank top. “Since that party.” He’d ghosted Eddie in the middle of the night. Seeing him now Griffin felt a bit bad about it, but back then he figured he’d never see the guy again. “Where’ve you been?”
Do you think Keegan is drifting away from you?
“No... I don’t think so. It seemed like he needed some space after everything at the hospital. I think the space is a mutual thing. He’s not drifting. We’re just both going with the flow of things.”
@keegan-anderson
Or leave me alone
Griffin: Hey, is this Heather? I got your number from Ana.
Griffin: She mentioned that you're interested in working at the strip club? Lending us some muscle?
I think you should be worried about Keegan and his ex boyfriend.
“Believe me... I’ve been worried. Keegan can see whoever the fuck he wants, but I don’t want him to be used like that. That prick is just trying to coast back in after everything he did and its just going to be history fucking repeating itself, I swear.”
@keegan-anderson
You're such a boss ass bitch. Keep being awesome, big guy.
“So kind. So accurate. Thanks, love.”
how would you like to see yourself improve?
“I definitely wish that it wasn’t so easy to shake me.... I keep things going on the surface pretty well most of the time, but I feel like a bad encounter or a resurfaced memory is enough to throw my whole game off. I need to be stronger than that.”