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[brookesmart]

Brooke's no stranger to theatre. She put on a few productions in high school, silly things, and all to suit her own agenda, but theatre nonetheless. And once she arrived in New York, she had to put in appearances everywhere, including every hot number Broadway and off-Broadway had to offer, no matter how dreary or boring

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[alas_yorick]

Yorick had forgotten what it was like, slipping into someone else, turning text into words and making it sound believable, making it real. Ever since the plague he'd been hiding himself, it's felt good not to have to here, but this; hiding himself in front of everyone, pretending to be someone else. He wasn't sure he'd be able to do it.

But he did, and it had been fun.

He's just coming down, about to raise his head to look for his friends when he gets plowed into. He catches Brooke's smaller body easily. "Oh--" There's a joke, something about Shakespeare groupies, but there isn't even time to think it before his mouth is cut off by another, softer and hot.

He kisses back automatically, realizes that it's Brooke and kisses back harder. He doesn't even know he just does, kissing her like he'll disappear if he doesn't, like he's the one under Oberon's spell.

Actual reality hits him and he pulls back, slightly breathless and flushed. "What-- fuck," he says, meeting Priestly's eyes. He isn't sure whether to apologize or kiss Priestly

[ilovemykilt]

Priestly's almost as surprised by the kiss as Yorick is, especially since they're right there backstage, and he feels like he should say something when Yorick looks at him, congratulations or something, but when he opens his mouth what comes out is, "Fuck it," and he grabs hold of what scant costume Yorick is wearing to pull him closer and kiss him hard.

[brookesmart]

Brooke squeaks, half-sandwiched between them and looking pretty delighted by it. This is more than they'd ever talked about, but she's riding a wave of something good here, and she's not ready to get off. She watches for as long as she can stand to, then, since both their mouths are currently occupied, leans in and kisses them both on the cheek. "It was a great show," she whispers against Yorick's jaw. "A really great show."

[alas_yorick]

Yorick stops kissing Priestly and tucks his face between theirs, trying to catch his breath and steady his heartbeat. His fingers curl into Priestly's shirt, arms still around Brooke, holding her up.

"It was the shirtless scene, wasn't it? If I knew I had that kind of effect I'd have been doing half-naked push-ups around the house ages ago..."