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Guys? Prompt me for drabbles. I miss doing them, and the comms I used to get them from are kind of dormant right now (either that or I quit them), so...drabbles? It'll warm me up for more stuff, I hope

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It started with a touch on the wrist, which Yara had to admit was gentle and not what she expected. "Hey," Raja said, ignoring Delta and Carmen, who were waiting on her. "Um, I'm glad you won. Would you like to come get a drink when we get back into boy clothes?" There was a pause, and Yara saw Raja's eye's dart to Manila, then back to her. "I mean, god, I really need a drink right now."

Yara looked over to the three other Heathers, who were now gossiping with each other and pretending not to pay attention to the two of them. But Yara saw Delta look over at her, and the faint concern on Delta's face matched the nervousness in Raja's.

Okay, Yara hated the game they had played during the show. She didn't like a lot of things about some of them. But Raja had always been not only nice to her, but gracious. "I...okay," she said, and Raja smiled. Yara smiled back-it was pretty. "Is it just you and me?" she said, and the smile faded.

"It can be, if you want it too." She looks over at the other girls, and now Carmen wasn't even pretending not to stare. She watched as Manila herded Carmen into the dressing room, and Yara is surer than ever about what's going on.

"I don't mind," Yara says. "That will...be okay. But maybe, you and me have a table?" Raja grinned again in relief, and Delta cocked an eyebrow before going to the dressing room as well. Yara looked down at her dress and sighed. "I need to get ready. Takes a long time to get this off. See you?"

"Yeah, see you soon." Raja seemed to retreat back into herself after that, the genuine smile now replaced by her closed off one. Yara decided that was not a problem and went to get ready.

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When Yara was finally ready, Sutan was outside, waiting for her. Yara-well, she was Gabriel now-always noticed that Raja out of drag was generally very casual. But now he was wearing a nice suit, open with a t-shirt under it. "Hi!" Sutan smiled at him. "Um, everyone else wanted to go to a big club, but...maybe you and me can just go to a cabaret? It'll be easier to talk."

Gabriel wondered if maybe the others were giving them space or just didn't want to wait that long, but again, it didn't matter. "Let's go darling," she said, and held out her arm to Sutan, who took it immediately. "Am I the lady tonight or you?" he grinned, and Sutan cracked up.

"Doesn't matter, I guess. Come on, let's go before it gets too loud." They went down past the crew, arm in arm. Mariah was still waiting around, and she just watched them leave, waving her hand up lazily. Gabriel squeezed Sutan's arm, mainly to see what would happen. The shiver she felt told him all he needed to know.

They wound up in a booth in the back of a tiny hole in the wall bar. Gabriel could have asked a lot of questions-why Sutan had to play out the role of a high school bitch on TV and then turn around and talk about helping youth. She could have asked why Sutan seemed so tired and sad after she won it all. But, Gabriel's English wasn't that good and there were more important things to do, like kiss that lovely thin mouth and try to make Sutan smile again.