Curtain challenge.
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ds_flashfictionJust a goofy little drabble.
Tracy’s already into her set by the time I get there. Stumble in the dark, scanning ahead for the 2-7 gang, when the opening strums of “Nobody’s Girl” make me look up. Fraser steps hesitantly out from the curtains to join Tracy on stage, and I just sink into the nearest seat.
He looks nervous, serious. This means something to him. I never really knew. Jitters aside, he hits his notes clear, strong and sweet. Even starts to get into it, doing that little back and forth tick-tock human metronome thing. He’s such a dork.
God, I love him.
Tracy’s already into her set by the time I get there. Stumble in the dark, scanning ahead for the 2-7 gang, when the opening strums of “Nobody’s Girl” make me look up. Fraser steps hesitantly out from the curtains to join Tracy on stage, and I just sink into the nearest seat.
He looks nervous, serious. This means something to him. I never really knew. Jitters aside, he hits his notes clear, strong and sweet. Even starts to get into it, doing that little back and forth tick-tock human metronome thing. He’s such a dork.
God, I love him.
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