|NotEverything (noteverything) wrote in qaf_drabbles,|
@ 2010-03-03 16:20:00
|Entry tags:||author: ne, challenge #149: theodore schmidt|
*Challenge #149: Theodore Schmidt*
Notes: It's been a long time since I drabbled, but Besa's back *and* this is fun_demented's host week *AND* she gave me a boost with three words for a drabble, so I had to write something! Totally UN-beta'd, 'cause time is almost up, but outlander did help help with logistics. Thanks my dear!
And the condom goes to: Brian Kinney
Ted leaned alone against the pillar, mindlessly swirling his champagne flute. The crowd swirled too, vivacious and lively around him. Another cork popped and a cheer went up; Lindsay’s opening was a rousing success.
Ted scanned the crowd, picking absently at a loose button with his fingernail. Emmett hugged Melanie, encouraging the trannies as they worked the crowd. Em was in his element.
A server sashayed by. Ted raised his glass, indicating he wanted a refill. But the server was intent on someone else and never noticed Ted.
Ted sighed. It was the story of his life. He was invisible.