Hellooo! This one is one of the shorter ones, but I hope you like it. Disclaimer: I do not own Bloodlines, its characters, or the play. Enjoy :)
Tempest
Adrian watched as Sydney opened her book up to the first act before bookmarking it and grabbing a grape. She was jumpy…no, jittery with anticipation. She'd barely stopped talking about the background of both the play and Shakespeare the entire ride down. It was nice to see her relaxed. To see her going on about something she enjoyed. Adrian didn't know what the play was about; just that it was Shakespeare and had his name in it.
The curtains opened and Sydney gripped his hand excitedly. Her book was once again opened and she would quietly point out the parts that were changed or explain something if Adrian looked lost. He wasn't truly watching the play, but instead was watching her. In the dying light she looked so happy and Adrian was glad he'd bought the tickets. He almost hadn't, but knew it would take her mind off things and that was exactly what she needed. A distraction.
Sydney had practically pouted when the play ended. It cleared away quickly as Adrian asked rapid fire questions. She was patient in explaining, but the look in her eyes said she knew he hadn't been paying attention. What could he say? His wife was more interesting than any play. He was rewarded with a soft kiss and a pleading look. "Please?"
"Next year. Maybe we'll see it in the Globe."
"The rebuilt Globe, the original burned."
"Right." Sydney squeezed his hand and rested her head on his arm. They reached the car and Sydney drove a little ways before stopping. He looked at her questioningly and she just grinned before climbing in the back. Okay, so maybe they'd see it sooner than a year. And maybe the Tempest was so boring.
Like I said, this is one of the shorter ones. I'd been wanting to do a Shakespeare play for a while and if I didn't do one for T, I'd only have W left and I'm not as familiar with Winter's Tale as I am the Tempest so…:) hope you liked it!
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