Drabble request meme

[brewsternorth]

Heisted from triedunture:
The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.

1. mertondingle aka te_gwas asked for Eight and Fitz. (And got a Band of Brothers crossover.)
2. triedunture asked for TARDIS/Doctor.
3. cosmic_celery asked for

Comments

This got angsty. Whoops? (Mild R for language.)

[brewsternorth]

James Marwood plonked his heels up on the dressing-table and collected his thoughts in front of the mirror.

They weren't many. Plucked to play in the Beckett on the Broadway. Top of the heap. How did the song go? He should have been simmering with excitement. Maybe that part of his brain had burned out once upon a time, from all the speed he'd been doing. Before he'd gone clean, got those roles.

Left a friend behind.

Not that Withnail'd been much of a friend, fuck knew. But that hadn't been the point. The first time he'd come out of makeup and costume as Estragon, he'd had that same flash of deja vu. This had been his life. Their life. That other fucker playing Vladimir had trained himself to fake it, and done it well enough to win awards, but Marwood had been there. And come out again. Hanging onto that bloody balloon just in case it ended up somewhere new. Phoning bloody Godot until he damn well answered.

There'd been no word from Withnail since they'd parted ways all those years ago.

Well? Shall we go?

Yes, let's go.

“Here's to staying put,” Marwood said aloud to his reflection, raising an imaginary bottle of '53 Margaux.

[cosmic_celery]

Late response, sorry. But!

This is absolutely beautiful and I love it. Adding in Godot references was like dipping the beautiful angsty center in awesome literary candy coating.

...Please ignore how crap that metaphor was.

Thank you so much!

[brewsternorth]

Thank you too!