Cal went to bed… Someone entertain me?
SLUTPIG!
WHOREGOAT.
Yeaaaaah. This was an interesting interview.
You kinky, dirty, whore.
In what will surely cause an uproar throughout the tight-knit Broadway community, the Majestic Theatre has opted not to discontinue its contract with Jack Robins. Talks surfaced throughout the week that the home of Andrew Lloyd Webbar’s classicThe Phantom of the Operamight pay out the remainder of their lead’s contract to hold onto the sudden rise in sales following the introduction of Blaine Anderson as the Phantom.
Instead, the theatre will honor the remaining six months of Robins’ contract, moving Anderson back to the one line, ensemble part he’d been hiding in. This could prove costly to the theatre and production, as Anderson will surely be entertaining numerous calls for his own leading contract.
Don’t look to hold onto this rising star for very long, Majestic. He’ll be gone before you know it.
Fuck yeah, baby! Straight to the top, bitches.
I’m gonna be so bored.
Sucks, bro. Least you have Z!
Outraged that my best friend doesn’t have the same rights as me just because he loves a man. God, this is so fucked up.
ooc: so extremely not proud to call myself a north carolinian tonight. We’re in this boat together, Callie ):
Blaine waited anxiously in the lobby of his apartment building, peeking out the windows until he saw Sebastian get out of a cab. Grinning, he pushed open the front door and threw his arms around his best friend, almost knocking him over in the process but not caring in the slightest.
“It’s been…
Sebastian had gotten ready quickly, kissed Cal, and headed downstairs to hail a cab, which turned out to be quite easy. It was busy today. He gave the cabbie the address, and they were off, arriving at Blaine’s in less then 10 minutes. He paid the older man and climbed out, feeling something slam into him full force. Something with a mop of curly hair. He wrapped his arms around his best friend, squeezing him tightly and lifting him off the ground slightly.
“Whoregoat!” Seb sang, setting him down and giving him a grin, then abruptly frowning. “I never see you anymore,” he complained, realizing how true that was. He didn’t get ANY quality time with his best friend lately, and it made him realize how much his life his changed. For better or worse, he had yet to know. He began to walk, looking over at Blaine as they strolled. “She’s good. Huge. About to pop. And… I don’t know. We’ve been kind of weird. How’s your man?”
