The road to the airport had been long, barely making it through security just in time to catch the flight to New York -and with the full aisle for him which the boy took advantage of to sleep- and just as the sun was setting, he had made it to the big city. Lukas had one goal and that was making to the theatre where the event was happening and -somehow- try to get this woman’s attention. Thank god his uncle had recent pictures of her, the boy kept un unfolded in his hand, with the entrance ticket and the letter.
He’d manage to catch a cab just as he was leaving the airport, giving the address and counting the minutes before the event started. Judging by the time -and the amount of traffic- the boy would barely make it before it started, just as everyone was outside taking pictures. Perfect.
Of course Lukas was not counting on the dimension of an event like the Tony Awards, with an insane amount of reporters, cameras, celebrities and… bodyguards. The second he saw man twice his size, he quickly realized this was going to be harder than he’d imagine. He needed to somehow fit in and make it believable that he was indeed someone’s plus one to be able to enter the place and look for the redhead.
Just as he was considering his options, the boy caught sight of a restaurant -with a bathroom to change in. After a quick order of a coke and an even quicker outfit change, he walked out wearing a suit and terribly tied tie; thankfully having packed that in this bag. That outfit was definitely more believable than jeans and a sneakers. Squeezing through the crowd of people, Lukas then managed to get the attention of whoever was in charge at the door. The sight was probably something; some kid with a terrible tie, sweaty and trying not to have a panic attack.
“Excuse me, sir. I’m here for the Tony Awards. I have an invitation. I’m a plus on- her plus one,” said Lukas while trying to catch his breath, hands on his knees as he showed the envelope and Vixey’s picture. Of course, after a quick glance at the guest list, the response was not positive.
“Her plus one is her mother, and they’re currently inside. So unless you want me to get the guards to throw you out, you better beat it kid,” and immediately the man signaled for the guards to get closer. As if he knew the kid was about to put up a fight.
“Okay, listen. I really, really need to talk to her. Please, I have something very important to tell her and this is the only shot I got. Please,” Lukas was begging at this point, his eyes starting the get teary from the stress and the fatigue of everything coming down at him. “Get him out.”
The boy was thrown out of the building, just as the reporters and cameras were beginning to leave. He was barely able to look up before watching the doors close on him, and men standing in front to secure he wasn’t trying again. “Come on, please!” Crying, begging, desperate at this point without a clue on what to do next.
As everyone got settled at the after party, Vixey found herself coming down a little more from the adrenaline high of the win. That wasn’t to say everyone was feeling the come down, if anything the energy was still buzzing at the party with everyone downing the free champagne and drinks. Organized chaos would’ve been a good way to describe what had been going on.
“So, Vixey,” Aaron, one of her costars, approached her again with a friend, two glasses of champagne in hand, one of which he offered to Vixey, “This man in your speech..” “Todd,” Natalie chimed in, “Yes, Todd, why haven’t we met this mystery man?” Vixey sipped her drink slowly, already feeling her cheeks turning pink from the alcohol and the attention. “He doesn’t live here, he moved away a long time ago.” “You called him your lifelong dance partner, why wasn’t he here tonight to see his star?” Aaron asked, never afraid to get every detail. “We were best friends in high school, nothing more. He was in every show with me and was the only boy who didn’t step all over my feet when we were dancing so I sort of claimed him from the first time on.” she explained, “But he moved and took over his family’s garage and time just got away from us.” She felt a pang in her heart at that last bit. Time was a thief.
“Wait, so you were in love with him when you were younger but didn’t realize it until...?” Natalie asked. Vixey was fully blushing now, “I mean, I guess I don’t know. I’m not like in love with him right, I just love him, he was my best friend and I guess sometimes I wonder but it’s weird and we’re old now.” “But did you ask him? Did you invite him here or was your plan to make that grand gesture in the chance that you won?” Vixey wasn’t sure at first. She wasn’t really the proclaiming love to someone else type, Todd was the one all about the gestures, big and small. It was hard to say. “I don’t know, I mean, yes. I did mail him an invitation but also we haven’t been speaking much lately because we’re so busy so I didn’t want to overwhelm him or make him feel like he had to come and see me.” “Sounds like someone was just scared.” Aaron said, and maybe he wasn’t wrong. “But you were overcome with emotion and what you said about him was really sweet. I guess he’s your muse.” “I’ll cheers to that, to Vixey Addison maybe finally finding, or realizing, her love.” The three rose their glasses, Vixey still smiling like a kid on Christmas morning. But at the same time she was kicking herself on the inside. She really should’ve had a better follow through.
After a little bit Vixey managed to slip away from the bustling part of the party, to a quieter corner on the patio of the venue. The air was warm and the breeze was light, it was a cooler summer night for New York and she couldn’t be more thankful. She really did just need Todd there to make it actually perfect.
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