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The hardest part was keeping the lies straight.
"I thought you were only having one of your eyes done?"
"I did, the other I had done abroad- It was a spur of the moment choice..."
"Your so pale now..."
"The medication, it doesn't sit well with me."
"You're so thin!"
"No appetite. It'll get better though, I'm sure."
He'd anticipated that though. He'd known he'd need to lie and fib left and right, until people just accepted he could see again- And that perhaps he was still a touch unwell. What he hadn't anticipated, however, was the resentment that many of his old friends seemed to suddenly feel towards him. It was one thing when Fin was a rising star- But pitiable because of his disability. Now, however... Now he was already receiving television and film offers left and right, and that... That apparently upset a few people.
He'd been leaving one of his favourite coffee shops when he nearly walked right into Phil. A man he'd worked with many times in small productions. A good actor, but older- Perhaps past his prime in the eyes of many.
"Oh! Phil, how brilliant to see you," Fin had smiled, offering his hand, and looking puzzled when it wasn't taken.
"Brilliant is it?" Phil replied, raising a brow and ignoring the offered hand. "So posh sounding these days, Fin. I don't remember you being posh- Not when you were sleeping on the streets, begging for parts. ...Wouldn't know you were dragged up in Manchester with that posh voice you put on."
Fin's smile faded slightly, and he forced an uncomfortable laugh. "Bad habit, I suppose," he said awkwardly.
"Not a habit," Phil assured him. "Just as fake as the rest of you, that's all."
Fin's smile faded completely then, aware that people were staring now. "Right," he said awkwardly. "Well, I should... I should be off."
Phil smiled then, a vicious smile. "I suppose so. That casting couch wont get warmed without you. ...Catch something, have you?" he added, looking Fin over with a sneer. "Should be a bit more cautious, Fin. ...Or is it Finlay now?"
Fin didn't answer that, he simply turned away trying to hide the embarrassment he felt as he started walking and brushed off a young woman who tried to stop him for a selfie.
"I thought you were only having one of your eyes done?"
"I did, the other I had done abroad- It was a spur of the moment choice..."
"Your so pale now..."
"The medication, it doesn't sit well with me."
"You're so thin!"
"No appetite. It'll get better though, I'm sure."
He'd anticipated that though. He'd known he'd need to lie and fib left and right, until people just accepted he could see again- And that perhaps he was still a touch unwell. What he hadn't anticipated, however, was the resentment that many of his old friends seemed to suddenly feel towards him. It was one thing when Fin was a rising star- But pitiable because of his disability. Now, however... Now he was already receiving television and film offers left and right, and that... That apparently upset a few people.
He'd been leaving one of his favourite coffee shops when he nearly walked right into Phil. A man he'd worked with many times in small productions. A good actor, but older- Perhaps past his prime in the eyes of many.
"Oh! Phil, how brilliant to see you," Fin had smiled, offering his hand, and looking puzzled when it wasn't taken.
"Brilliant is it?" Phil replied, raising a brow and ignoring the offered hand. "So posh sounding these days, Fin. I don't remember you being posh- Not when you were sleeping on the streets, begging for parts. ...Wouldn't know you were dragged up in Manchester with that posh voice you put on."
Fin's smile faded slightly, and he forced an uncomfortable laugh. "Bad habit, I suppose," he said awkwardly.
"Not a habit," Phil assured him. "Just as fake as the rest of you, that's all."
Fin's smile faded completely then, aware that people were staring now. "Right," he said awkwardly. "Well, I should... I should be off."
Phil smiled then, a vicious smile. "I suppose so. That casting couch wont get warmed without you. ...Catch something, have you?" he added, looking Fin over with a sneer. "Should be a bit more cautious, Fin. ...Or is it Finlay now?"
Fin didn't answer that, he simply turned away trying to hide the embarrassment he felt as he started walking and brushed off a young woman who tried to stop him for a selfie.
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Whether Fin knew just how uncommon Anael was, Coby didn't know and wasn't going to ask. Maybe the next time he saw the angel, he'd ask him instead.
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"No, he's quite remarkable," Fin smiled. "He has such a kind heart as well. So much love in it, so much care... He's been very kind to me. Protective even."
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"It had been a long time. I can't believe how lucky we were, getting another chance to get to know each other."
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"Hani's known me before. He recognized me from who I used to be. Some of it's up here," Coby tapped his temple, "but I don't remember much. Enough to appreciate finding him again, though."
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"Not exactly. An actor friend used to compare it to people who couldn't separate the actor from the role, except it's not someone else conflating the two."
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Coby shook his head. "Don't mind me, man. It's no big. I need to get out of my head sometimes is all. Not drag other people in."
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"No- No, I'm interested," Fin assured him. "If you need to talk about it, I'm pleased to listen. Honest."
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Fin nodded his understanding, letting the topic drop.
"He's been very good to me. A good friend. ...A caring friend."
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"It is terribly easy to get lost in the fears and desires of whoever I'm playing," Fun admitted.
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Fin smiled at that, warm and genuine. "No, it isn't is it," he agreed, nodding his agreement. "It's been remarkable finally embracing that part of myself. I spent so long terrified of what my heart wanted, I wish I'd not been such a hateful coward in my youth. ...I was wilfully blind to my sexuality for far too long."
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