ISAAC FOX
xxxwe start with stars in our eyes
xxxwe start believing that we belong
xxxbut every sun doesn't rise
xxxand no one tells you where you went wrong
Isaac wasn’t totally sure how he’d ended up at this party. Something about someone Ariza knew happened to know someone who knew someone who was throwing a party, and it was bound to be a good one. And hey, Isaac wasn’t about to turn down an opportunity for a good party. Christmas break had been fine, but he’d found life back home almost frustratingly boring and he was aching for something fun. So a party thrown by a bunch of strangers seemed like the perfect opportunity. And besides, it often felt like he ran into the same people, no matter who was throwing the party or where it was at. He’d find someone to talk to, he usually did.
After figuring out who else was going and roping in a few others, he agreed to meet everyone there. He’d had a dance and movement workshop immediately followed by auditions, both of which had ran well over time. Thankfully, he’d anticipated that and had left his outfit out that morning, so when he got back to the dorm, he just had to shower and get changed. Even still, he was late late, barely even fashionably late. As expected, the party was mostly upperclassmen, and was popular enough that he could slip in without anyone noticing. The party didn’t disappoint. Lights were strung strategically to give the room enough light that you could see who you were talking to, while still being suitably atmospheric. The music was good without being ridiculously overplayed. They’d even provided food, which Isaac was perhaps the most excited about given he hadn’t gotten a chance to get anything to eat before leaving.
It was also a much bigger crowd than he had been expecting, and trying to find anyone in the crowd was difficult. He’d just about decided to maybe grab a drink and text Ariza to at least find where he was, when he found himself colliding with a tiny, familiar figure. “Monet!” He yelled in delight, wrapping his arms around them in a hug. “Oh my god it’s been too long! How are you? Your hat is so adorable!” He said. He hadn’t seen them since he’d gotten back to Cascadia and he’d missed their comforting presence. “Babe, I am starving, let’s go grab something to eat!”
After figuring out who else was going and roping in a few others, he agreed to meet everyone there. He’d had a dance and movement workshop immediately followed by auditions, both of which had ran well over time. Thankfully, he’d anticipated that and had left his outfit out that morning, so when he got back to the dorm, he just had to shower and get changed. Even still, he was late late, barely even fashionably late. As expected, the party was mostly upperclassmen, and was popular enough that he could slip in without anyone noticing. The party didn’t disappoint. Lights were strung strategically to give the room enough light that you could see who you were talking to, while still being suitably atmospheric. The music was good without being ridiculously overplayed. They’d even provided food, which Isaac was perhaps the most excited about given he hadn’t gotten a chance to get anything to eat before leaving.
It was also a much bigger crowd than he had been expecting, and trying to find anyone in the crowd was difficult. He’d just about decided to maybe grab a drink and text Ariza to at least find where he was, when he found himself colliding with a tiny, familiar figure. “Monet!” He yelled in delight, wrapping his arms around them in a hug. “Oh my god it’s been too long! How are you? Your hat is so adorable!” He said. He hadn’t seen them since he’d gotten back to Cascadia and he’d missed their comforting presence. “Babe, I am starving, let’s go grab something to eat!”