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dreamlikenewyork2017-05-05 10:52 pm
anykindoflove) wrote in dreamlikenewyork2017-05-05 10:52 pm
"Friends will be friends."
Who: Blaize Lamont, Zenith Novak, Asher Brennan and Amarlie-Rose Satori
What: Bitches Reunite
Where: Broadway, NYC
When: Friday night
It was far from the first time Blaize had visited New York, but it would be his first Broadway show. And with VIP tickets, to boot. You didn't turn down shit like that. Besides, he had wanted to see this show forever. He stood out on the sidewalk, finishing off his cigarette and looked up at the lit up sign screaming, FOOTLOOSE: THE MUSICAL. Justin Campbell's name was highlighted beneath it, and it was a complete mindfuck that he turned out to be Amarlie's brother. Life had this funny way of throwing you not-simple twists of fate sometimes.
The sidewalk was pretty crowded already, with a steady stream of people trickling into the theatre to see the show. Blaize, of course, wasn't foreign to fangirls, but being by himself, he had so far failed being recognised. He blended in much easier than a general celebrity. Usually his crowds showed up when it was advertised he would be somewhere, and he had the luxury of blending in most of the other times. He liked it that way. But then, he tended to change up his look so much, he didn't have a signature appearance like Justin did.
The atmosphere was buzzing. It was infectious. People were excited to see the show. Asher had arranged for Blaize to arrive a day earlier than he was expected. The trip had been planned for a couple of weeks now. Blaize had a book signing coming up here in the Big Apple, and he was excited as all fuck to catch up with his friends. He missed them. He always did when he was away, though. Zen had been having a rough time, so Asher wanted to surprise him. They all had tickets to the show. Amarlie had seen it before, but Zen and Asher hadn't yet. Blaize was picked up at the airport by one of Justin's uncle and they took his stuff back tot heir place once they dropped him off at the theatre here, where he would meet the others in the foyer.
He flicked the cigarette onto the ground and stubbed it out with his toe. Terrible habit he couldn't quite shake. He had tried to quit no less than six times in the last year and failed every time. It had just been too much of an ask to try to quit while he was adjusting to his new body in the wake of his surgery. One step at a time. He went inside, weaving his way through the bodies mingling in the foyer and chatting before the show. He looked around for the familiar faces. They were here somewhere, because they had his ticket. Well, Asher did. Blaize was a bit anal. He liked to have his finger on the pulse, and Asher could be a bit flighty sometimes.
Thankfully, Asher and Zen were both tall, so he soon spotted them over by a cardboard standard of Justin and the lead actress in an embrace. Some fangirls were taking each other's pictures with it, and Blaize smirked, amused as he passed them. Asher spotted him coming up behind Zenith and he put his fingers to his lips and then pounced, putting his hands over Zenith's eyes. Zen floundered a bit, so Blaize turned Zen's head towards him and planted a big kiss on his lips to surprise him. "Did you miss me, lover?" he purred. Yes, he knew Zen and Ash were dating now, but there would be no jealousy here. They made their own rules and he knew Ash wouldn't have an issue with his greeting. They were all close. It was what it was. He was non-binary on gender as well as traditional norms. Fuck norms.
What: Bitches Reunite
Where: Broadway, NYC
When: Friday night
It was far from the first time Blaize had visited New York, but it would be his first Broadway show. And with VIP tickets, to boot. You didn't turn down shit like that. Besides, he had wanted to see this show forever. He stood out on the sidewalk, finishing off his cigarette and looked up at the lit up sign screaming, FOOTLOOSE: THE MUSICAL. Justin Campbell's name was highlighted beneath it, and it was a complete mindfuck that he turned out to be Amarlie's brother. Life had this funny way of throwing you not-simple twists of fate sometimes.
The sidewalk was pretty crowded already, with a steady stream of people trickling into the theatre to see the show. Blaize, of course, wasn't foreign to fangirls, but being by himself, he had so far failed being recognised. He blended in much easier than a general celebrity. Usually his crowds showed up when it was advertised he would be somewhere, and he had the luxury of blending in most of the other times. He liked it that way. But then, he tended to change up his look so much, he didn't have a signature appearance like Justin did.
The atmosphere was buzzing. It was infectious. People were excited to see the show. Asher had arranged for Blaize to arrive a day earlier than he was expected. The trip had been planned for a couple of weeks now. Blaize had a book signing coming up here in the Big Apple, and he was excited as all fuck to catch up with his friends. He missed them. He always did when he was away, though. Zen had been having a rough time, so Asher wanted to surprise him. They all had tickets to the show. Amarlie had seen it before, but Zen and Asher hadn't yet. Blaize was picked up at the airport by one of Justin's uncle and they took his stuff back tot heir place once they dropped him off at the theatre here, where he would meet the others in the foyer.
He flicked the cigarette onto the ground and stubbed it out with his toe. Terrible habit he couldn't quite shake. He had tried to quit no less than six times in the last year and failed every time. It had just been too much of an ask to try to quit while he was adjusting to his new body in the wake of his surgery. One step at a time. He went inside, weaving his way through the bodies mingling in the foyer and chatting before the show. He looked around for the familiar faces. They were here somewhere, because they had his ticket. Well, Asher did. Blaize was a bit anal. He liked to have his finger on the pulse, and Asher could be a bit flighty sometimes.
Thankfully, Asher and Zen were both tall, so he soon spotted them over by a cardboard standard of Justin and the lead actress in an embrace. Some fangirls were taking each other's pictures with it, and Blaize smirked, amused as he passed them. Asher spotted him coming up behind Zenith and he put his fingers to his lips and then pounced, putting his hands over Zenith's eyes. Zen floundered a bit, so Blaize turned Zen's head towards him and planted a big kiss on his lips to surprise him. "Did you miss me, lover?" he purred. Yes, he knew Zen and Ash were dating now, but there would be no jealousy here. They made their own rules and he knew Ash wouldn't have an issue with his greeting. They were all close. It was what it was. He was non-binary on gender as well as traditional norms. Fuck norms.