[Oh no, he will definitely find the redhead backstage once the performance is over. With his glasses back in place and a thick knitted scarf wrapped loosely around his neck, he waited patiently in the chilly air outside the door for someone to emerge. A cigarette was held delicately between two fingers, and he enjoyed the burn of it as he waited.
It kept him grounded.
He had never had reason to question his sexuality before-- and he wasn't sure what to do.]
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It kept him grounded.
He had never had reason to question his sexuality before-- and he wasn't sure what to do.]