Axel: Beau and Frank
The flyers had been just the type of thing to catch Beau's eye. Roller skatin' wasn't a thing he'd done a lot of, only enough to remember dark wooden walls and light wood floors, the sounds of skates passing over them and the thump of the music as one song or another was dedicated to some of the skaters out there in the corralled space for them. They were fond memories though, of going with friends, and some as those hopeful dates of the tweenage crowd.
Gone were those nervous flutters, and the pack of kids that he used to run with. Now there was only one person he really wanted there and he texted Frank as soon as he saw the advertisement. Coming was not even a question, even if he did consider (for a moment) that it wasn't even close to Frank's scene and most of the people there were probably going to be closer to his age than Frank's. But, maybe they could stop by the speak-easy too cause that seemed right up his boyfriend's alley.
Especially with that brand new couch sitting in the middle of Frank's living room. They were going to get good use out of that too, though Beau hadn't nailed down exactly how yet. Yet.
Beelining through the crowd, clad in a pair of latex shorts that were longer than the ones he normally wore for his show and a cute blouse, he quickly got their skates and brought them back to the outer wall where Frank was.