"Just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there." (There There, Radiohead)

There was no doubt about the fact that Casper would take the Party Planner of the Year Award for what he had thrown together in Lance's honour. It was hard to imagine that someone couldn't be having fun, because even if you weren't, there was at least multiple offerings of things that could cheer you up. Mitchell couldn't say he wasn't enjoying himself, he just wasn't sure he was having fun either.

( He had a Dr Pepper float in one hand, and Guy was arming him with a handful of Jelly Bellys in the other... )

- Mitchell Palmer (Original Character)

Love Takes Time

It's a strange situation when the person you found yourself falling head over heels in love with suddenly doesn't remember who you are at all. But that's exactly what happened, and it still ruins me every time I walk into that hospital room and he doesn't know me. Somehow, I can't stop myself from doing it. I've given him gifts, checked in on him on a regular basis, and seen him in hopes that he'd recognize me. Every time I go in, if he's awake and with it, he smiles... that sweet smile that I was falling so hard for. But not the same. The recognition isn't there. He sees me, and he's happy because he loves people... He just loves to talk to people and make new friends. He doesn't realize when he's looking at me that I'm not a new friend.

There's something heartwrenching about that. Maybe it's not meant to be. I don't know if he'll ever remember me. Nate tells me that he loves the blanket that I got for him, but that when he's told it's from me, he doesn't remember my name, but says to tell me thank you. Honestly, I don't know how many more times I can go through this... Seeing him, wanting so much to see that flash of recognition in his eyes -- to know that he remembers something. Anything really. It isn't there. I don't know if it ever will be. I don't want to give up on him or on the chance of there being an us, but how can someone fall in love with you when sometimes he doesn't even remember you from one visit to the next?

And why on earth does it hurt so much when he and I haven't even known one another that long? I ask myself why I'm still hanging on... and when it will be time to walk away.

And when it is... if I'll even be able to.


Lila Jenkins
Original Character

"I could not tread these perilous paths in safety, if I did not keep a saving sense of humor." - Horatio Nelson

"On the upside, at least my dick still works... for now."

The comment was so flippant and blase, that it took Michael by surprise. He paused in his tucking the heated blanket in around Paris' arms and looked at his husband. Then he did something he had been feeling like he would never do again - he laughed. Paris was smirking at him too, and even if it was faint, it gave Michael a rush of hope.

"If you're trying to hit on me, I'm not into hospital kink," he joked back.

"I'd be all over that like a rhinestones at a drag contest if I could move my head more than a couple of inches without barfing," Paris decided. He paused, the humour draining from his face as he looked at Michael sadly. "Does your promise you made me in London still stand?" he asked softly.

( Michael, satisfied the blanked was tucked in enough to help Paris with his shivery chills, he sat on the side of the hospital bed and took Paris' hand... )

michael hart, original character