( mssg » enzo | sent ) Yeah, of course! Hard to forget another performer. Especially when I met them in my favorite bar.
( mssg » enzo | sent ) How are you? Itâs been a while. Still in New York City? Or did you move on to bigger things? Last I remember, you were on the up and up.
Blaine bit his lip as he stared at his phone. Was Enzo, a guy heâd talked to a few times after finishing up playing for the night, downstairs? How did he know where he lived? He pinched the corner of his bottom lip tighter between his teeth debating what to do. Wanting answers more than anything else was what won out in the end and lead him downstairs. To the door. And coming face to face with a very confusing, and unnerving, puzzle thrown into his lap.
âEnzo? Hey! Hi. Um? Come in,â Blaine stepped back into the entrance of the apartment building. Befuddlement clearly written on his face and how he just sort of thumbed over his shoulder towards the staircase. âI live upstairs and the lady in number three hates it when people talk down here at night. Follow me?â Turning, he lead the singer towards the stairs making sure to keep only a step ahead.  âSorry. I didnât expect company. How are you..?â
âYeah. You should own it.. However, Iâm not too sure anyone but you is going to appreciate me jumping on board that train. Eyeliner suits you. Iâm not entirely convinced I have the..umm..personality to pull your look off.â
[Text-Piano man]: Honestly, when it comes to someone that I like IÂ have to find out everything I can about them and you’re the one I want and I hope you know that. Is that a problem? Â I promise I wonât do anything unless you want me to.
[Text Piano Man]: What if I told you that Iâm right outside your house? It turns out that Plush is on tour in New York and well, I couldnât stay away from you. I hope you donât mind me showing up like this without asking. Honestly, I couldnât help myself. Iâm never good at staying away from someone I do like. I could leave if you wish.Â
( mssg » rockstar | sent ) You do?  I mean..  I guess thatâs what getting to know
( mssg » rockstar | sent ) Wait, sorry I didnât finish that other text.  I was a little surprised by the second one.  Are you playing with me?  Youâre outside my house?  I thought you were inviting me over..?
( mssg » rockstar | sent ) Sorry.  Iâm shocked that you like me enough to find out where I live. Donât leave.  We should have that late night chat, right?  I mean.  Um.  Sure.  Iâm on my way down. Give me a minute.  Iâll be right there.
( mssg » rockstar | sent ) Iâve said it once and Iâll say it again..  You are a curious sort, arenât you?
( mssg » rockstar | sent ) Text me the directions..  Iâm not promising what will happen but the late night company would be nice regardless.  Seems Iâm not the only one with a bad case of canât sleep.
( mssg » unknown/enzo | sent ) I know this is going to sound weird.  Because it sort of is..but..
( mssg » unknown/enzo | sent ) A friend of mine thought we would get along well together and gave me your number and a picture.  It took me over a week to have the nerve to do this.
( mssg » unknown/enzo | sent ) Curiosity got the best of me as to what he was thinking and this is me caving in.
( mssg » unknown/enzo | sent ) Hello, Iâm Blaine and if this is creepy in anyway, I can totally disappear and we can forget it happened.Â
âItâs not that you knock it–but?  Hm?  Feels like thereâs a âbutâ in
there. Â Or have I completely misjudged your tone?â
âBeing part of something special makes you special, right?â @devotecl
âThatâs one way to see things,â Blaine smiled rocking close enough to bounce
their shoulders together.  âOr,â fingers thatâd been laced together between his
knees uncurled from one another and lifted to jester from where they sat on
the dark stage towards the rows of empty seats lining the orchestra. Â âI like to
think somethingâs special because we all add a part of ourselves into whatever
we do. Â Philosophical as that sounds,â he sheepishly grinned then puckered into
an embarrassed pout right after and let his head bow down.  âSorry.  I just went
Yoda on you. Â Anyway. Â Whatâs on your mind?â
pianokeysandbowties 