What Hands Are For- 1a/?
anonymous
September 7 2013, 01:31:17 UTC
David whistled and hummed to himself as he made breakfast for himself and Nick. He was quite content. It was a good day. They didn't have much to do, no interviews or performances or scheduled time at the studio. They weren't even on a deadline for new songs
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What Hands Are For- 1b/?
anonymous
September 7 2013, 01:31:44 UTC
"Just tell me," David said as calmly as he could, "what happened?"
Looking absolutely ashamed, Nick held out his mobile and showed David the twitter feed he'd been scrolling though. David gasped aloud in shock when he saw that it was one of those generic twitters that always tweeted celebrity gossip or took candid photos whilst celebrities were just trying to live some semblance of a private life.
What was worse than either him or Nick being even mentioned on the twitter was the fact that there was a link underneath the snide comment that led to a picture. Fearing the worst, David touched the link and waited whilst Nick's phone loaded
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What Hands Are For- 2a/?
anonymous
September 9 2013, 22:01:30 UTC
They met when they were both twenty years old at a tennis match between various colleges between Oxford and Cambridge. It wasn't an official tournament, but one done for charity.
The last match of the day had David against Nick, and they were very evenly matched so it was certainly challenging and great entertainment. Finally, David managed to squeak by with a win, dancing and shouting in excitement and a little bit of disbelief.
David hadn't expected to see the boy he'd beaten at his favourite local pub later that evening.
"Hey, I know you!" David laughed merrily, walking up to the boy siting alone at the bar and staring angrily at his lager. "Sorry about all the commotion earlier. I swear it's been like three weeks since I've won anything- it was like a miracle!"
The boy looked over at David and scrunched his nose and forehead, "Yeah, I think that made me feel worse. I lost to the bloke who always loses."
"Hey now," David chuckled, too happy still to let the boy's sour mood bring him down, "I don't always lose. Just lately for
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What Hands Are For- 2b/?
anonymous
September 9 2013, 22:02:09 UTC
Smiling, David gestured towards the door, "Excellent! We could use a good guitarist to play with. Our last one kind of abandoned us for this girl he's seeing so we've been stuck with my mate Boris trying to strum and it's really, really awful."
"Well, lucky for you I am actually good at it," Nick laughed, turning around fully on the stool to face David for the first time properly. He hopped down to the floor and tossed some cash onto the counter for the bartender, "So how far away is this jam session?"
"Five minutes or so. I just came to pick up something to eat," David held up the bag of food that Nick had just noticed for the first time. "Come on, this will be good. Take your mind off that embarrassing loss
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Re: What Hands Are For- 2b/?
anonymous
September 10 2013, 17:28:39 UTC
:D Oh AA, I am hoping that you'll elaborate more on David's jam sessions with Boris and Andrew Feldman. I also really appreciate that you are using David's Oxford contemporaries as bandmates instead of more obvious choices like George or Danny.
So looking forward to more of this fic, love Clameron and am loving the appearances of Feldman and Boris.
What Hands Are For- 3a/?
anonymous
September 10 2013, 21:21:51 UTC
It took a few more sessions with David and his friends for Nick's joining them to mess around and play music with them to become a regular thing. It went from something he'd do maybe once a month when he was free to something that he made time for every weekend come rain or shine
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Re: What Hands Are For- 3b/?
anonymous
September 11 2013, 20:04:25 UTC
Ooo....now I want to know what Boris and Andrew are up to. (Trying to resist shipping BoJo and Feldman) Fun story so far. Can't wait for the next update!
What Hands Are For- 4a/?
anonymous
September 11 2013, 21:01:09 UTC
By the time the group had been together for five years, the usual chaos and bickering that came with a group of people being so close for so long had definitely begun
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What Hands Are For- 4b/?
anonymous
September 11 2013, 21:01:43 UTC
Nick started to grin, looking so happy that David felt his mood completely shift in response, "I met someone... I- I don't think I want to like- be public about this, but I am so happy that I just wanted someone to know and the first person I thought of was you
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A young, musical David meets Nick at a tennis tournament and then they start a band. Much adventure is to be had along the way.
Clameron, and probably others along the way.
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Looking absolutely ashamed, Nick held out his mobile and showed David the twitter feed he'd been scrolling though. David gasped aloud in shock when he saw that it was one of those generic twitters that always tweeted celebrity gossip or took candid photos whilst celebrities were just trying to live some semblance of a private life.
What was worse than either him or Nick being even mentioned on the twitter was the fact that there was a link underneath the snide comment that led to a picture. Fearing the worst, David touched the link and waited whilst Nick's phone loaded ( ... )
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The last match of the day had David against Nick, and they were very evenly matched so it was certainly challenging and great entertainment. Finally, David managed to squeak by with a win, dancing and shouting in excitement and a little bit of disbelief.
David hadn't expected to see the boy he'd beaten at his favourite local pub later that evening.
"Hey, I know you!" David laughed merrily, walking up to the boy siting alone at the bar and staring angrily at his lager. "Sorry about all the commotion earlier. I swear it's been like three weeks since I've won anything- it was like a miracle!"
The boy looked over at David and scrunched his nose and forehead, "Yeah, I think that made me feel worse. I lost to the bloke who always loses."
"Hey now," David chuckled, too happy still to let the boy's sour mood bring him down, "I don't always lose. Just lately for ( ... )
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"Well, lucky for you I am actually good at it," Nick laughed, turning around fully on the stool to face David for the first time properly. He hopped down to the floor and tossed some cash onto the counter for the bartender, "So how far away is this jam session?"
"Five minutes or so. I just came to pick up something to eat," David held up the bag of food that Nick had just noticed for the first time. "Come on, this will be good. Take your mind off that embarrassing loss ( ... )
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So looking forward to more of this fic, love Clameron and am loving the appearances of Feldman and Boris.
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Fun story so far. Can't wait for the next update!
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