[For Anthony] In a celebratory mood?

[poetic_apostle]

Julian had enjoyed himself at the post-election party, despite his two best friends not winning, yet again. He'd eaten, drank, had enjoyable conversations with people, and all the while kept an eye out for Anthony, but he hadn't seen him. Guy he'd run into, of course. Where there was a party, there also would be found Guy Burgess. But Guy hadn't

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[alittleofboth]

It had been a surprisingly pleasant night, considering the fact that Anthony was supposed to be suffering from a serious political loss - for a given value thereof. But while the larger party had, as usual, lacked anything verging on class or culture, it had been mildly amusing in its own way, and the smaller gathering on the beach had been all the more enjoyable. Four Cambridge men, observing the festivities from the outside, mocking and musing, debating and drinking. And if burning books was an odd addition, well, so were the circumstances.

A breeze was coming down from the ocean, cooling the humid night as Anthony headed up the same path. He had had enough to drink to allow him to relax, even to eave worries behind for the time being. Company and conversation had done the rest, and what resulted was a rare good mood. Oddly enough, for all it had been a celebration of defeat, the night had felt a bit like a beginning.

[poetic_apostle]

As Julian saw the man he'd been searching for all evening not far ahead, both his pulse and his pace quickened. "Anthony," he called softly, smiling and adding a little skip to his walk to catch up.

[alittleofboth]

Anthony turned as he heard his name called, the corner of his mouth curving into a very small smile as he saw Julian coming towards him through the twilight. "Good evening." He turned back ahead, slowing his step to allow the poet to catch up.

[poetic_apostle]

Julian slowed again as he pulled abreast of Anthony, glancing at him sideways with a little grin. "Lovely night, isn't it?" he commented, taking a deep breath. It really was, too. Peaceful, warm without being too warm, and with that enjoyable light feeling permeating his body.