It's Just Business (COMPLETED)

Chapter 20

"I have decided that I hate people." Virgil said, his voice fairly muffled by his hands.

"This is news how?" Aaron asked. "Also, why are you here, in the orchestra pit? You're meant to be in the costume department, they've got your costume."

"Apparently I've got to wait somewhere where I won't be any trouble. You don't mind, do you?"

"Do I have a choice for where you're sitting?"

"No, not really."

"Then why ask. Just don't bother me, please?" Aaron asked.

"Sure, whatever." Virgil sighed and dragged a hand through his hair.

A silence hung in the air, only slightly penetrated by the scratches of Aaron's pencil.

"What made you hate people today, exactly?" Aaron asked eventually. "Or is it just a day where you just... yeah."

Virgil took a breath and shrugged. "Uh, I dunno. I guess the fact that I was made into a living pin cushion a couple of days ago and now I can't even see why I was made into a pin cushion kinda pisses me off."

"And this is why I chose to be a singer rather than an actor." Aaron closed his notebook. "It's a lot easier."

"Yeah, how'd that even happen?"

"Sorry?"

"The whole singer thing? How'd that happen? I mean, I know you used to play piano but never thought you could," Virgil waved his hand and trailed off.

"Same with you and your notes. And the stage actually. How'd that happen?"

"I asked first."

"And we're not in nursery. Care to answer?" Virgil raised an eyebrow at Aaron before sighing.

"Uh, fine. How'd this happen. Um... I honestly don't know." Virgil laughed. "I really don't know. I guess I sent my notes off one day with the idea that it could be a book and got lucky. Apart from that, I really don't know."

"And the acting thing? If you don't mind the question."

"Um, sure." Virgil laughed a little and ran his hand through his hair again. "God, this feels like an interview."

"Yeah, it's weird."

Both boys laughed. Virgil bit his thumb nail as he thought.

"I guess it was just luck again? I thought it'd be fun, very highly aided by Remy might I add-"

"Oh yeah, I remember him." Aaron shivered a little. "He's terrifying."

"When he wants to be. Um, yeah, just luck I guess. The universe just looked at me and went," Virgil cleared his throat and put on a deep voice, " 'I give you good karma. Enjoy' and that was that." He said, his voice back to normal.

"Huh, lucky."

"Yeah, that's what I've been saying. So?" Virgil crossed his arms and put his feet on the back of the chair in front of him. "What about you?"

Aaron shrugged and scratched the back of his head. "Um..." He said, laughing nervously. "Guess I've never honestly thought about it? Sam definitely had basically everything to do with it."

"Sam?"

"Um, my husband."

"Hey, congrats." Virgil said, smiling. Aaron smiled at the ground. "How long've you been married?"

"Thanks. Year and a bit. God, it feels so weird to talk about it. People don't honestly care unless it's for an interview."

"Yet another comparison!" Virgil declared, throwing his arm up in the air. Aaron laughed.

"Yeah, um... I was busking one day and he noticed me. Gave me some money and that was that. Then he came back a few hours later with his brother and they were whispering together and he was pointing at me and I just got a little freaked out."

"You kept playing through that?"

"As long as the piano's working, I'll keep playing. Music calms me down."

Virgil laughed under his breath and shook his head. "I can't relate, Aaron."

"Mm, got the feeling. Anyway, um, Sam came up to me and said that his brother wanted to record my singing for an album."

"Sus." Virgil muttered

"That's what I thought." Aaron laughed. "He gave me his number and that night I searched the whole thing up. It was legit so I called him and asked if the offer was still there. And," Aaron shrugged, "the rest's history, I guess."

"Huh." Virgil said. He was going to say something else but one of the other actors popped her head down over the stage.

"Hi!" She said.

"Jesus, Eveline." Aaron said, jumping and whipping around.

"Sorry. Virgil, you're needed in the costume department."

Virgil rolled his eyes and stood up. "Fucking finally."

The weather: You've seen snow, you've seen rain, you've seen sleet all in one day but have you seen hail?!
Me, who was planning to actually go outside today: But-
The English weather: HAIL!
Bye,
Blaize