Graham Young (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} usedtobeyoung) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} heureuxlake, |
It wasn't as though Graham's schedule wasn't all over the place at times, so he could understand that. "I'll make sure to come by when you're not working so there's no pressure in the reaction either way," he suggested rather dryly, amused by the promise even though he knew tears wouldn't sway him to an artist whose work simply didn't jive with his own style. Those sorts of tattoo artists weren't worth working with, in his experience.
Oh, that was a rather love-sick smile if he'd ever seen one, and he couldn't help wondering who the lucky guy might be. "New or not, there's no harm in making your hopes crystal clear to the universe," he said. "I don't even have anyone right now, but there's a few songs that come to mind that I would sing if I were to get in on the festivities." He was not making any promises, but that smile had reminded him of what he was hoping to find in the near-future.
"Ooh, yeah, the after after parties are where it's at, anyway." Not that he wouldn't go to the daytime things and check out an after party or two. It really depended on what Maddox and the others might be doing. And then he wondered what Logan might do for pride; did he even, or was that too much of a city thing for him?