[There's a part of him (is it really him) that doesn't want to be here. He wants to be in that tiny apartment he only caught a glimpse of. But the rest of him, the programmed part, loves this attention. Loves the fans hanging on and asking for autographs.
Though he doesn't answer questions about himself.
"Are you really gay?"
"I'm available."
Somehow that doesn't ring true either. But he'll stuff it away, a thought for later. Maybe.]
And the man of the hour is buying the first round!
[A smirk. An odd pair, a Virgo and a Pride. A heavy metal prince and a theraminist-- he's going to drink Keith under the table tonight.]
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[There's a part of him (is it really him) that doesn't want to be here. He wants to be in that tiny apartment he only caught a glimpse of. But the rest of him, the programmed part, loves this attention. Loves the fans hanging on and asking for autographs.
Though he doesn't answer questions about himself.
"Are you really gay?"
"I'm available."
Somehow that doesn't ring true either. But he'll stuff it away, a thought for later. Maybe.]
And the man of the hour is buying the first round!
[A smirk. An odd pair, a Virgo and a Pride. A heavy metal prince and a theraminist-- he's going to drink Keith under the table tonight.]