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Ugh Sebastian Smythe. 20. NYADA Jealousy is a disease, get well soon.

[talkwithsmythe]

would you ever have sex in public?

That depends, are you offering?

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talkwithhunterclarington·:

[Private]: I will say that I am impressed with how well you handle your liquor. It is not something I have seen before. It’s impressive to me, but to others it may just be terrifying. I gave up on someone wanting me around in that way a long time ago. All of things take me down a step on the ladder, not to mention whenever anyone sees my scars, I know they are just going to look at me with pity. I don’t need pity, I’m fine. It’s handled. But the thing is that I am okay, I don’t need to unpack every part of my childhood, Clarington men don’t talk about their feelings. Yeah well when I love I tend to love people out of my league. I will admit that you are hot, but a hot mess? I don’t think you can compare our lives, they are vastly different. You can trust my judgment because I know how to read people.

{ Private }: It’s one of my many terrifying talents. I know you said it in past tense, but you shouldn’t give up on something like that. There is someone who would want you around no matter what. While I can confidently say that I’m unlike everyone else, I’ve never looked at you with pity. There’s nothing about you that should be pitied- you’re a survivor. I’m not trying to compare our lives, I just want you to understand that you’re not as alone as you think you are. No matter what happens, you’ll always have me. Don’t you ever forget that, okay? You? Knowing how to read people? Oh, Hunter, no you’re not. You’re good at assuming that everyone is an asshole. I don’t think that qualifies as a true read of somebody. 

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talkwithblaine·:

Alright, to each their own, I suppose. That doesn’t really sound like you, no. There’s nothing wrong with that, though. But I’ll make sure to send you some names. Well, it is a really big adjustment. I’m sorry to hear you’re feeling that way. I know we might not really be friends anymore, but you know I’m always here if you need a listening ear, right?

I don’t know, maybe I’ve just been focusing too much of my time on my classes and the work involved. But yeah, hit me up with those names and maybe we could make a night of it sometime? I’ll even allow you to bring your plus one if that’s what it will take to get you with me again. I didn’t realise you didn’t consider me as a friend anymore, though. Thanks, but no thanks. If I wanted to talk to someone, I’d rather pay a stranger.

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talkwithhunterclarington·:

I’m not soft, I’m just less guarded. I don’t know, you seem like someone who could get in a bar fight and win. Barely but you’d win. Good to know that you wouldn’t give up on a hopeless case like me. How could you be the one not good enough for me? I graduated high school at 21, almost got arrested, literally used drugs, and am so emotionally damaged that I don’t trust anyone. It’s not putting myself down, it’s stating facts. I’m confident enough in myself to know where I stand. The person who marries me better be willing to put up with all my trauma that I never talk about, and deal with my anger problems. Long story short, as the kids say, I’m a hot mess. I can’t promise I won’t turn them down after the first look, but I can promise that I’ll find the flaws quickly.

Mhm, whatever you say. The only way I would win a bar fight would be the fact that I can hold my liquor better than most. So yeah, I would just barely get the win. You’re not a hopeless case; I mean yes, sometimes trying to get through to you is like trying to get an answer out of a brick wall, but you’re not hopeless. Okay, so you were 21 when you graduated high school, but you graduated. Almost got arrested, but didn’t actually get arrested, you’re not the only person in the world to use drugs and you’re not emotionally damaged... You’re a little bit scarred, but that’s okay. It’s okay to not be okay, Hunter. The person who marries you will love you for you- flaws and all. And they’ll be the luckiest person in the world. Because when you love, Hunter Clarington, you love with your entire soul. Hot mess? Sure, you’re a hot mess. But I’m hotter and messier. Fact. Fine, I guess I’ll have to accept what you’re offering; at least I can trust you judgement, even if I might not be impressed by it in the moment.

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talkwithblaine·:

Oh, it must be even worse there. Are we really allowed to judge, though? Considering we’re both attending NYADA. Really? I immediately fell in love with the city when I moved here. Although it did take me a little longer than I expected to get adjusted, but that wasn’t necessarily the city’s fault. Have you seriously not been to any gay bars yet, though? I figured you’d already have a favourite by now. I could send you the names of a few good ones, to get you started?

Oh, it is, and it doesn’t help that people really try to live up to the stereotype of the French being rude. In Paris if looks could kill, even children wouldn’t survive. Whether I have permission or not, I’m still going to judge people. That’s just who I am. Nope, I haven’t to been any bars or even clubs; I’ve found myself enjoying my own company recently, which is odd for me, to say the least. Yeah, sure, hit me up with a few places and I’ll make sure to have a review of each for you by this time next week. Honestly, though, I feel like I’ve been losing myself since I’ve got to New York.

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talkwithhunterclarington·:

I’m sure there will be, but I can handle your truthfulness. Because you can and then talk crap behind other people’s backs when you find other English speakers. I am, and only because we’re being sentimental which I hate being. But here we are. Good to know that if I end up arresting you, you will won’t give up on me. Although I suppose you would be the one needing someone to lean on at that point. Crazier things have happened, although if I’m the groom I’ll know for a fact that I’m not good enough for you. I am glad I made the cut to best man, it’s a badge I’ll wear with honor. Of course, I have to make sure that he passes the boyfriend test and if he hurts you then I will hunt him down. It’s not complicated. 

Well, when you put it like that... Maybe I would have. I like it when you’re sentimental, it’s nice to see your soft side every now and then. I’d never give up on you, not then, not now, not ever. Bu if I ever did end up getting arrested, always remember that it was never my fault. Hunter... I’d be the one not good enough for you. You need to stop putting yourself down, I know for a fact that the person you end up marrying one day will be the luckiest person in the world to have you. Fine, I can deal with that, but only if you swear you won’t say no just because you don’t like the look of them, okay?

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talkwithkurthummel·:

Oh my dear god. Save it for someone who cares.

You’re clearly that someone, otherwise you’d stop retaliating.

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what did you do for your NYADA audition?

I had originally planned to go with a stereotypical mildly upbeat Broadway number, but about twenty minutes before my audition, I changed my mind and decided to sing Just A Little Bit of Your Heart by Ariana Grande.

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talkwithblaine​:

Desperation? Are you sure you didn’t mean determination? Trust me, I know exactly how that feels, but you’ll get used to it eventually. Isn’t this place magical, though? 

Nope, it was definitely desperation. I grew up not too far from The Paris Opera Ballet School, I know what desperation smells like. Magical? That’s one word for it, I suppose. Honestly, Blaine, New York isn’t quite living up to the hype thus far- but that could also be due to the fact that I haven’t been to any of the Gay Bars yet. 

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talkwithhunterclarington·:

It’s not hard to boost my ego, all you have to do is be honest. Please you would have learned English just to prove that you could. I can dance but not as well. Of course I wouldn’t give up on you, that would actually make me a terrible person. What can I say, when I care I don’t stop so you can expect me to be stubborn for the rest of your life. Even when you get a boyfriend and get married in some far off distant city, you’ll have me standing behind you. Which if you don’t invite me to the wedding I hope you know that I will personally arrest you. Please let me forget about it, because it is a memory that will haunt me otherwise.

There will come a day where you’ll regret saying that to me. While that does sound like something I would do, I don’t think I would’ve. Why learn English when almost everyone you’re surrounded by doesn’t speak it? So, you’re admitting there’s something I’m better than you at? I’m going to get that engraved on a medal. I hope you know the same goes for you too, even if you locked me in a jail cell I’d still never give up on you. Excuse me? Stood behind me at my wedding? And here I was thinking you’d want to be my groom. Of course you’d be invited, you idiot, you’d even be my best man. There’s no one else that could take that place. But just so we’re clear, instead of taking this future boyfriend to my dad, am I to take him to you first to make sure he passes the boyfriend test? Ugh, fine. Just know I’m going to really struggle not bringing it up, though.

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talkwithkurthummel·:

You need to take it down a notch. 1) There’s no need to get worked up about me and Blaine.  2) I’m not worried about you trying to steal my man. Blaine and I are perfectly fine and we’re going to stay that way.  We’re together for the long haul. And 3) Calm down. No one’s trying to diminish your beliefs. You can believe in whatever god you want to, I don’t care.

Apparently you can’t hold a civilized conversation without putting words into my mouth or showing me with insults, and honestly I’m not in high school anymore. I’m too old for pettiness. So you can save your breath. 

Trust me, the last thing I’m doing is getting worked up. I stand by what I said back then; Blaine is too good for you. And if you do somehow manage to mess things up, I’ll make sure you regret it for the rest of your life. You’re right, though, nobody can tell me what I can and cannot believe, because if I were meant to be controlled, I would’ve come with a remote. 

Don’t do that. Don’t act like you’re this poor innocent victim who did nothing to cause such an outburst. I’m not putting words into your mouth, I’m telling you how your words came across to me- you can either take it on the chin, or continue to play innocent; something you seem to be an expert at. But you’re right, we’re not in high school anymore, which is what makes this conversation even more laughable. Just remember this, while you were busy judging everyone else, you left your closet door open and a lot of your own skeletons fell out. 

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talkwithhunterclarington·:

Good to know I still have the power to make you blush. What can I say, sometimes there is just that perfect timing. Otherwise you’d be in Paris, I’d be in Colorado. And we never would have made it to New York. Actually yes, I am. And you don’t think that I don’t get jealous that you’re taller and can actually dance? Because I do. Our friendship is the most important one to me, you were the first person that I actually let in, so you have no need to feel embarrassed about it. Except for when you walked in on my changing because you forgot to knock. 

If you ever think I’ve changed, make the safe assumption that I haven’t. 

Good to know I still have the power to boost your already skyrocketing ego. You don’t know that, maybe we would’ve made it to New York and crossed paths, but I probably wouldn’t have fluent English, so you’d probably just walk right past. ‘You can actually dance’ says the former Captain of the Dalton Academy Warblers. You can dance too, idiot. Hunter... Your friendship means the most to me too, like seriously, at Dalton I did everything in my power to push everyone away, but you were so fucking stubborn. You never gave up on me and that really meant a lot to me- it still means a lot to me. Okay! Okay, I know you hate thinking back to that, but that was the funniest thing to ever happen. Between your face and me being the one to let out a scream- God, that was so funny, I’m sorry but I’m never going to let you forget about it.

Duly noted, mon ami.

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talkwithhunterclarington·:

Good to know that you think I’m extraordinary. I guess that goes both ways though. Not sure I would have survived at Dalton if you hadn’t been there to back me up. Just tell me, otherwise it is going to eat at you until you die. There’s very little that could ruin our friendship. 

You knew who I was, I have not changed. 

Awe, I blush! The feeling is mutual, though, you came to Dalton right as I was nearing the brink of losing my shit. If it weren’t for you, I probably would’ve flunked out and gone back to Paris. Ugh, fine! I think you have one hell of rocking body that sometimes I feel personally attacked by. I also value our friendship a lot more than I like to project. Happy now?

I know, but sometimes you have those moments where I’m not so sure.

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talkwithhunterclarington·:

The idea is that people will get over things. I’m glad he did, you don’t need the pressure of your parents disappointment totally weighing you down. If you managed to go to Mars and didn’t take me with you, I would eternally hate you and never talk to you again. Why won’t you tell me? I like to think we’ve been friends long enough for you to be honest with me.

I’ve handled worse, I think I’ll live through that judgment. 

But at the time we didn’t know each other, so technically you couldn’t hate me. Although if I had managed to pull it off, then I wouldn’t know you and as much as I hate to admit it, I think I would forever know I was missing something extraordinary in my life. We have been friends long enough for me to be honest with you, but.... I don’t want to. Mainly because you’ll hold it against me until I die. 

Wow. The cat person is really starting to shine through and I must say, I’m not a fan. 

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talkwithhunterclarington·:

I suppose one good thing to come from my father was I always knew exactly how he felt, so there was no room for quiet. I skipped the conversation altogether, just cut them out of my life and never told them I was pansexual. Makes things easier for me, and I don’t have to stress about it. It’s as if we have this mutual respect for each other. Is that a compliment or an insult? 

You gotta hit them where it hurts the most, that’s how you win a fight. For you, it’s your face. 

My dad got over it eventually, so I can’t really complain about it anymore. Eventually he even told me that my mom would’ve been proud of my courage. Looking back on it, though, I was very close to going to NASA and sneaking my way up to Mars. I know, right? Kind of weird. I.... I guess we’ll never know?

You seem to be forgetting that I have the talent of being able to cry on command. Imagine people seeing you sucker punch someone sobbing. Dalton-Gate all over again, my friend.

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talkwithhunterclarington·:

I doubt your dad would kill you, I don’t think he has it in him to commit murder. You could have always taken my route and just not tell your parents your sexuality and wait until you’re an adult. But to each their own. I have learned that I have to just respect your opinions otherwise we would never get anywhere. It’s not my fault that people hear military school and think I’m some military brat. Although I will admit that my height and body structure come in handy when needing to intimidate someone.

I think I could handle your slap across the face but I doubt you could handle my punch to your jaw.

My dad is the type of person who goes eerily quiet when he’s angry and that in itself is terrifying to me. I could’ve, but I’m quite content being able to toss that memory to the back of my mind with all my other teenaged mistakes. I don’t need to start off my adulthood with a very awkward conversation about never wanting to put my beef in a woman’s taco. Weird, that’s exactly the same thing I have to tell myself when it comes to respecting your opinions. Anyone who’s naturally built like a brick house like you is a cause for concern.

C’mon, why do you have to go for my face? My face is my money maker.