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lestat
ANSWER ME
dude, im at work you need to come visit me here right now
Eddie drums his fingers on the front counter at the record store, staring at his phone, waiting for Lestat to acknowledge his fucking existence. And yeah, okay, it's not like they're the sort of friends who do a lot of texting or any texting, really, but he knows Lestat at least looks at his phone from time to time. Eddie figures if he can get annoying enough, he'll eventually get an answer.
Or Lestat will jump out at him from the shadows when he leaves later, but either way, he'll at least be able to tell him what he's discovered tonight.
seriously
He waits another minute.
i will text you until you answer me or SHOW UP HERE
Thirty seconds this time, then he sends a series of vampire emojis.
He gets interrupted by actual customers, rings three people through, staring at his phone the entire time, waiting for an answer, then jumps right back to it to keep making himself the most annoying person Lestat de Lioncourt has ever met in his however many years he's been alive.
im not joking this is so serious i need to see you right now!!!!!!
ANSWER ME
dude, im at work you need to come visit me here right now
Eddie drums his fingers on the front counter at the record store, staring at his phone, waiting for Lestat to acknowledge his fucking existence. And yeah, okay, it's not like they're the sort of friends who do a lot of texting or any texting, really, but he knows Lestat at least looks at his phone from time to time. Eddie figures if he can get annoying enough, he'll eventually get an answer.
Or Lestat will jump out at him from the shadows when he leaves later, but either way, he'll at least be able to tell him what he's discovered tonight.
seriously
He waits another minute.
i will text you until you answer me or SHOW UP HERE
Thirty seconds this time, then he sends a series of vampire emojis.
He gets interrupted by actual customers, rings three people through, staring at his phone the entire time, waiting for an answer, then jumps right back to it to keep making himself the most annoying person Lestat de Lioncourt has ever met in his however many years he's been alive.
im not joking this is so serious i need to see you right now!!!!!!
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He was dangerous in that moment, but more than that, he was wounded. He did not like being caught off-guard. It so rarely happened. He might have torn down the entire building with his bare hands. He might've dropped to his knees and wept.
Instead, he turned, a frown creasing the brow of his otherwise impassive face. "If I wanted you dead, I would've done it myself." He shook his head, and turned to look away in a gesture so human he ought to have been ashamed.
"Snuffed out the only source of companionship I have in this hideous place," he continued, crowding in close once again.
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Even his vampire person.
“You can just say we’re friends,” he says before he loops both his arms around Lestat and hugs him tightly.
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Even as a man, Lestat's emotions had been in such turmoil, that he could hardly think in such terms. Friendship was small and inadequate. He'd had mortal enemies and great loves, and in between there was hardly more than ambivalence.
And this was hardly ambivalence.
Frozen in the circle of Eddie's arms, Lestat returned the embrace, not with reluctance but with wariness. Even fear, perhaps. He had cautioned Claudia against this very thing, and yet, he seemed powerless to stop it.
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His parents had never been around. Never. Eddie had promised himself a long time ago he would never be that sort of person, someone unreliable and only out for themselves. He might be a freak, but he’s a good one.