How it feels to be alone
And not believe
Brian Kinney walked into the Novotny house with a solemn look on his face. He threw his coat onto the back of the chair in the tidy living room. His aging face was adorned in laugh lines. But he wasn't laughing. The living room was full of people. Debbie was the first person to greet him. She just smiled and gave him a hug. Michael soon walked over, saying something but Brian couldn't hear him. It just didn't register in his mind. Soon, he snapped back into reality. Brian realized that he had to be there for Michael the most. He looked at his best friend, gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Brian's senses began to come back to him, he heard Michael sigh and noticed more and more people reassuring him.
"I'm sorry, Mikey." Brian said. He noticed the food and he noticed the people's fake smiles on their faces. Today was not a happy day. Ben died a week ago from HIV. Today had been his funeral. Brian stood in the middle of the living room, still stunned. Lindsey had tried to get him to have some food, but he wasn't hungry. He tried to smile at Emmett, who of course was trying to make people smile and be happy. That was Emmett's job. And that's when he walked in.
Justin.
And not believe
Brian Kinney walked into the Novotny house with a solemn look on his face. He threw his coat onto the back of the chair in the tidy living room. His aging face was adorned in laugh lines. But he wasn't laughing. The living room was full of people. Debbie was the first person to greet him. She just smiled and gave him a hug. Michael soon walked over, saying something but Brian couldn't hear him. It just didn't register in his mind. Soon, he snapped back into reality. Brian realized that he had to be there for Michael the most. He looked at his best friend, gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Brian's senses began to come back to him, he heard Michael sigh and noticed more and more people reassuring him.
"I'm sorry, Mikey." Brian said. He noticed the food and he noticed the people's fake smiles on their faces. Today was not a happy day. Ben died a week ago from HIV. Today had been his funeral. Brian stood in the middle of the living room, still stunned. Lindsey had tried to get him to have some food, but he wasn't hungry. He tried to smile at Emmett, who of course was trying to make people smile and be happy. That was Emmett's job. And that's when he walked in.
Justin.