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Apr. 12th, 2019 09:28 pmGabriel loves dancing. All kinds, really. The wild reels and steps of his childhood and the gyrating dances he'd learned in dark corners and even the foxtrot and waltz he'd been forced to learn with strict nuns keeping time.
There are no nuns tonight, though.
The semester has been a bear, with the only high point of his week sometimes being the class time he gets to spend with Anthony. And, maybe, the after-hours sessions they have together: he's an avid student, even half dressed and falling into bed he'll tease about grammar and conjugation. He'll hold little conversations in French as they lay together after, sharing cigarettes.
But not tonight. Tonight, they are both between projects and assignments and Gabriel wants to be out. He's texted Anthony, inviting (urging) him to come out for some fun while they both have the energy. Gabriel's been there for a little while, thoroughly enjoying himself while he waits for his--
Anthony.
There are no nuns tonight, though.
The semester has been a bear, with the only high point of his week sometimes being the class time he gets to spend with Anthony. And, maybe, the after-hours sessions they have together: he's an avid student, even half dressed and falling into bed he'll tease about grammar and conjugation. He'll hold little conversations in French as they lay together after, sharing cigarettes.
But not tonight. Tonight, they are both between projects and assignments and Gabriel wants to be out. He's texted Anthony, inviting (urging) him to come out for some fun while they both have the energy. Gabriel's been there for a little while, thoroughly enjoying himself while he waits for his--
Anthony.
