Drabble - Justin/?
A beginning
It was rare to have nothing to do. Justin settled for cleaning out an old desk drawer. Cancelled checks from 2003, crumpled tax forms, outdated contracts. An undeveloped roll of film.
The pictures were boring; countrysides, Ihops, tour bus wheels, sleeping band mates.
Justin stared at one picture a long time. A close-up, face pressed to bus window, legs bunched up in neon pants. Huge, comforting hands in need of something to hold. It took his breath away.
“Hey, you.”
“Thanks for answering,” Justin whispered into the phone in the middle of the night. He knew JC had caller ID.
Feeling nostalgic - missing the sparkly!! :(
It was rare to have nothing to do. Justin settled for cleaning out an old desk drawer. Cancelled checks from 2003, crumpled tax forms, outdated contracts. An undeveloped roll of film.
The pictures were boring; countrysides, Ihops, tour bus wheels, sleeping band mates.
Justin stared at one picture a long time. A close-up, face pressed to bus window, legs bunched up in neon pants. Huge, comforting hands in need of something to hold. It took his breath away.
“Hey, you.”
“Thanks for answering,” Justin whispered into the phone in the middle of the night. He knew JC had caller ID.
Feeling nostalgic - missing the sparkly!! :(