He knew he needed to get out and have some fun after spending so much time holed up in his home office working on his new book, and when someone invited him to this thing, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
But now he's here, and he suddenly feels so much older than his twenty-nine years. It's been awhile since he's let loose like this, and it's taking him a minute to try to remember how to do it. His life has been press tours and signings and meetings with lawyers and publicists and editors for so long, that it's hard to remember how to act young again.
He looks down at the glowing blue paint in his hand and opens it, dragging two streaks up each cheekbone like war paint, with matching double lines under his collar bones and leading into the low vee of his light pink shirt.
"Hey," he calls out to the first cute person who passes by, "wanna dance?"
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He knew he needed to get out and have some fun after spending so much time holed up in his home office working on his new book, and when someone invited him to this thing, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
But now he's here, and he suddenly feels so much older than his twenty-nine years. It's been awhile since he's let loose like this, and it's taking him a minute to try to remember how to do it. His life has been press tours and signings and meetings with lawyers and publicists and editors for so long, that it's hard to remember how to act young again.
He looks down at the glowing blue paint in his hand and opens it, dragging two streaks up each cheekbone like war paint, with matching double lines under his collar bones and leading into the low vee of his light pink shirt.
"Hey," he calls out to the first cute person who passes by, "wanna dance?"