RENT: How to be a Grey
Title: How to be a Grey
Characters/Pairing: Benny/Alison
Word Count: 258
Rating: PG
Summary: The steps to be a Grey.
Notes: Written for rat_jam prompt Alison, how to be a Grey and fanfic100 prompt #96.
Disclaimer: I do not own the show or any of the characters. I do this for fun.
Step One: Everything is done in style.
She knows it unnerves Benny a little, that she's always so perfect, so collected and controlled. She knows he's not used to that, coming from the East Village, coming from his friends.
She knows most of the time he can see past it - flawlessly styled hair, makeup, five hundred dollar pants suit, chilly smile - but sometimes he can't see past the mask. She knows those times, he starts to wonder.
Step Two: Everything happens for a reason.
Corollary: Those reasons are never your fault.
"They can't blame you," she tells Benny with a sigh.
"I did promise them-"
"That's very nice, but they have to understand this is reality, they can't just get a free pass, even if you were friends."
"Are."
"Right."
Benny doesn't get it. He sees friendship, but she knows it's business. He sees poverty, and to her it's just laziness. He sees disease, and she recognizes it as nothing more than justice.
Step Three: Never let anything get under your skin.
There's a letter sitting beside the sink as she applies her makeup. It has no return address, it's signed simply "Angel", and it begins with the words, This isn't for you, or Benny. This is for Mimi's sake. She's been trying to ignore it, but it's still there.
Finally, she sets it down and says in a soft, cold voice that masks all possible hurt and sadness, "Benny? We need to talk."
Characters/Pairing: Benny/Alison
Word Count: 258
Rating: PG
Summary: The steps to be a Grey.
Notes: Written for rat_jam prompt Alison, how to be a Grey and fanfic100 prompt #96.
Disclaimer: I do not own the show or any of the characters. I do this for fun.
Step One: Everything is done in style.
She knows it unnerves Benny a little, that she's always so perfect, so collected and controlled. She knows he's not used to that, coming from the East Village, coming from his friends.
She knows most of the time he can see past it - flawlessly styled hair, makeup, five hundred dollar pants suit, chilly smile - but sometimes he can't see past the mask. She knows those times, he starts to wonder.
Step Two: Everything happens for a reason.
Corollary: Those reasons are never your fault.
"They can't blame you," she tells Benny with a sigh.
"I did promise them-"
"That's very nice, but they have to understand this is reality, they can't just get a free pass, even if you were friends."
"Are."
"Right."
Benny doesn't get it. He sees friendship, but she knows it's business. He sees poverty, and to her it's just laziness. He sees disease, and she recognizes it as nothing more than justice.
Step Three: Never let anything get under your skin.
There's a letter sitting beside the sink as she applies her makeup. It has no return address, it's signed simply "Angel", and it begins with the words, This isn't for you, or Benny. This is for Mimi's sake. She's been trying to ignore it, but it's still there.
Finally, she sets it down and says in a soft, cold voice that masks all possible hurt and sadness, "Benny? We need to talk."