Sergio struggled to get the keys to his dorm room open and he dropped them and cursed as he bent down to pick them up. It was really a wrong move as his head throbbed and the effects of the alcohol were really starting to kick in. He finally managed to get the key in and half stumbled into the room.

He expected Gago to be asleep when he got in ( Read more... )

Riise knocked on Stevie’s door, before opening it slowly. He never was sure if Stevie liked him or not and he wasn’t going to risk pissing him off.

“Hey Stevie. I just. I know someone that Daniel could interview.”

Stevie waved him in and gestured for him to sit down. He cleared his desk a bit, pulling out his PDA.

“All right Riise. He ( Read more... )

The clicks of the camera can be heard in the studio, the only sounds besides the echo that Luis’ shoes make on the tiled floor. Everyone in the room is ready to go, but Luis hasn’t found “the shot” yet and claims he will keep them there all night. And God knows he would.

Sergio pouts again, despite Luis’ claims that “it doesn’t highlight his ( Read more... )

Stevie Gerrard-Head of the gay fashion magazine, “hombre.” Is renowned for being nothing less of a bastard. Is neat and always on time and expects the same from everyone else. While he is hell to work for, is quite nice outside of work. Spends his time either out in his favorite club or at various fashion events. Has two secretaries, Xabi and ( Read more... )

They sit together side by side, waiting for that final boarding call.

Fernando can see Sergio, even with his eyes half closed, ipod blaring. He won’t stop moving. The nervous twitches. Knees bouncing. Hands rubbing on thighs. Watches as he pops his knuckles at least every five minutes.

Fernando tries ignoring him, slouching further down, ( Read more... )