forward dated because gayness waits for no timezone

Mar 05, 2010 21:05

[Four memories are piled into one crazy first-person POV video:

From underwater, staring up at the sky in the pool, black with bright, bright stars. Movement from the side of the pool and we push off the floor of the pool, pushing through the surface. Wiping water away, focusing on a college-aged man in a white tank-top and red swim trunks, sitting with his feet in the water. Says, "Trying to set a world record?" Brief focus on nice, even white teeth in a dazzling smile. Ryan's voice, "Just needed to get away from Sharpay for five minutes." Laughing, in response, "Well, I'm off duty, but as your lifeguard, I have to make sure you're not gonna drown accidentally." Pulling off his tank-top. Static.]

[In a locker room, lots of animated conversation and the locker next to Ryan's slams shut. Chad Danforth saying, "Dude, no, I don't care what you say. You wear clothes for dancing, I wear this." A look over Chad, head to foot, in a baseball uniform. Ryan saying, "No, you can totally dance in that." "No way, it's too tight." Ryan, coyly, "Is that a challenge, Danforth?" Static.]

[At Chuck Bass's place, staring a moment too long at Chuck drinking. Then, fast-forward, looking at a Monopoly board. Chuck saying: "Dibs on the the top hat." Ryan's voice, "I'm always the top hat," like he's annoyed, before relenting with an easy, "Fine, I'll be the dog. It makes more sense, anyway." Static.]

[Slightly out-of-focus, at a club with pulsing music and lights, almost centered on a sympathetic looking blonde woman, wearing a very low cut top and no bra, saying, "Yeah, I got it because I really love Disney movies." Ryan saying, "Me too! I kind of live in, that is, my town is kind of..." Static.

A few minutes later, her hand on his arm, which we pan down to briefly as Ryan glances at it, "Don't be too mad, sweetie, they couldn't have known you'd be so upset." Ryan saying, "Haha, knowing them? Probably wanted to upset me." Pan over to Jim Kirk and Chuck Bass, then back to the woman. "It was nice meeting you, though, um...?" "Call me Bambi. Like my tattoo, get it?" Mutual laughter. Static.]

EDITED TEN MINUTES LATER, TEXT:
WHAT IS THIS VIRUS?! IT WON'T DELETE!! oh god breathe breathe

memory lane virus, ryan evans

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