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eliot_thespectacularAaron really was the first person that Eliot told, after his agent.
But the next day, the next person he told was the one who'd introduced him to his new agent.
Hey you, guess who's about to waste away from AIDS on stage? Can I buy you a drink?
But the next day, the next person he told was the one who'd introduced him to his new agent.
Hey you, guess who's about to waste away from AIDS on stage? Can I buy you a drink?
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Date: 2025-04-23 01:39 am (UTC)Jack waited for instruction, then made his way to the bar Eliot had named. He walked in with a bouquet of two dozen white roses.
"Sorry about your AIDS," he smiled brightly.
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Date: 2025-04-23 01:41 am (UTC)"Bottle of your second cheapest sparkling wine!" he announced to the bartender.
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Date: 2025-04-23 01:47 am (UTC)"Uh uh," Jack said, shaking his head. "The good shit for the next EGOT."
He flashed a smile and added a subtle nod and the bartender understood.
"I'm so fucking happy for you!" he told Eliot then.
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Date: 2025-04-23 01:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-04-23 02:02 am (UTC)"Excellent. You should be. When you stop being scared you know you're played out," Jack told him.
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Date: 2025-04-23 02:07 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-04-23 02:11 am (UTC)"Yeah...and?" he said. "You looking to repeat it since it was so fun?"
Both eyebrows rose with the question.
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Date: 2025-05-01 03:16 am (UTC)"Hey I did start seeing a new therapist," he chuckled.
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Date: 2025-05-03 01:27 am (UTC)"A new therapist?" Jack replied, a hopeful smile settling on his lips. "Worth the money?'
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Date: 2025-05-03 05:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-05-04 02:32 am (UTC)Jack leaned in close.
"I've been in therapy since I was twelve," he whispered loudly. "You really do get out what you put in."
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Date: 2025-05-04 02:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-05-04 02:44 am (UTC)"Baby, I don't repress a single fucking thing in my life. That's my problem," Jack laughed.
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Date: 2025-05-04 02:57 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-05-04 03:11 am (UTC)"Bet he's a freak in bed," Jack grinned. "Was he a Mormon? Those missionary guys...those garments come right off. Never even tried that position, come to think about it..."
The server walked past and blushed crimson at Jack's shameless tale.
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Date: 2025-05-04 03:24 am (UTC)"See, I thought I was having a good night, but now I'm imagining you fucking a Mormon and it's even better."
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Date: 2025-05-04 03:26 am (UTC)"Champagne, roses, war stories," he winked.
"What else do we need to make it the best night ever?' he asked.
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Date: 2025-05-04 11:11 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-05-05 12:35 am (UTC)Jack blinked a few times, then smiled.
"How do you know I'm not?" he replied smoothly.
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Date: 2025-05-05 12:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-05-05 12:46 am (UTC)Jack smiled even brighter.
"Oh, yeah?" he asked. "I'll take it."
He swallowed his champagne in one go.
"Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo," he said.
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Date: 2025-05-05 01:07 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-05-05 02:41 am (UTC)"You know, all she ever asked for was a dress and a night off to go dancing," Jack pointed out.
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Date: 2025-05-05 11:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-05-09 01:26 am (UTC)"Didn't you? Never once? You never put it out there in the universe? To a star? To an eyelash?" he asked.
"Just because you didn't ask me doesn't mean you haven't made it happen, Eliot."