my dating advice would be about as useful as a two-legged stool. [ since he hasn't dated since he was, like, thirteen. gone out to bars or clubs alone or with a group? sure. picked people up for a night? absolutely. but dating--? ]
idk i just thought you two might have a good time doing something like that.
[ god, how fucking fragile is he right now, that his throat closes up at such a little thing like a casual term of endearment? guy knows, logically, that he’s exhausted, under a lot of physical and emotional stress, and his telepathy just adds more mental strain, and all that shit combined is why he can’t seem to be as practical about things as he usually is. knowing that, though, doesn’t exactly keep his eyes dry in the meantime. ]
i do my best. :)
i should pull the SIM card out for a while, so i have to go, but i’ll try to be available as often as i can. say hi to adam for me. oh, and i guess you can give louis my updated number, too. idk why he’d need to text me again, but i guess you never know.
[... louis had been speaking with guy? this was news to him. something to speak about another time, whenever that would be.
selfishly, his heart sinks at reading the message over again. guy was alive. that should be enough to go on. even this courtesy message was more than he had previously.] Naturally. Be safe, Guy.
Reach out when you are able to, yes? I am rather invested in your well being, I'm afraid. :] ❤️
[ in the next day or so, a clip from a recent the vampire lestat concert begins to make the rounds on social media. an unusually dialled down interlude between the usual heated set - a cover of a jeff buckley song, dedicated to a special guy out there, who holds more than he knows. the blond has all of his usual intensity seemingly turned inwards, eyes low and focused on his own vocals and the electric guitar under his fingers. whether guy sees it or not, it is an expression of the vampire's mulling anxieties for the young man.]
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idk i just thought you two might have a good time doing something like that.
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[ said girl very much enjoyed being courted by guy anatole, apparently. ]
I will make a note of it. He deserves a little spoiling, on occasion. Thank you, Guy.
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i do my best. :)
i should pull the SIM card out for a while, so i have to go, but i’ll try to be available as often as i can. say hi to adam for me.
oh, and i guess you can give louis my updated number, too. idk why he’d need to text me again, but i guess you never know.
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selfishly, his heart sinks at reading the message over again. guy was alive. that should be enough to go on. even this courtesy message was more than he had previously.]
Naturally. Be safe, Guy.
Reach out when you are able to, yes? I am rather invested in your well being, I'm afraid. :] ❤️
[ in the next day or so, a clip from a recent the vampire lestat concert begins to make the rounds on social media. an unusually dialled down interlude between the usual heated set - a cover of a jeff buckley song, dedicated to a special guy out there, who holds more than he knows. the blond has all of his usual intensity seemingly turned inwards, eyes low and focused on his own vocals and the electric guitar under his fingers. whether guy sees it or not, it is an expression of the vampire's mulling anxieties for the young man.]