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Darcy prepped himself for Lizzie's interview. He had spent enough time with her throughout the previous weeks that he didn't exactly have to completely prepare himself. New Darcy was pretty good at hiding his feverously beating heart every time he saw her red hair in the corridors. He usually avoided talking solely to her, trying to get her in a group, but this time it would be just him and her. Alone. In a room. With her camera. He wasn't sure what it was, probably that blinking flashing light or something that made him freeze a little bit. He couldn't help it. That day, he dressed a little nicer than usual.
He sat down in front of the camera and New Darcy kind of took over, he felt comfortable and at ease in front of the camera, although that incessantly flashing light would have to be dealt with.
Lizzie asked him a question, which answered, but to clarify, he used an example from her video's: Costume Theatre. Thankfully Lizzie blanched at the mere thought of Darcy playing her father, unfortunately, Gigi was next on her list. He tried. Oh how he tried for her but there was something terribly… off? About him impersonating his sister, he felt like he was ridiculing her, which was never something to do to Gigi Darcy.
Next Lizzie offered Fitz up for grabs, which Darcy took. Payback time. He excused himself for a moment and came back in a wig he had stolen from the costume department. And then, hilariously and agonizingly, he did his best impression of Fitz. For once, he received a Lizzie Smile and that was all that mattered. He watched the video the next morning and he noticed something he must have forgotten in all the hilariousness. Lizzie touched him. On the shoulder. He felt that shoulder and the same, slightly pained expression crossed his face. However he acted, he was still pining after someone who could never be his.
