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Troy Bolton ([info]t_bolton) wrote in [info]omega_reality,
@ 2011-11-23 14:08:00

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Entry tags:*complete, 2011 11, character: sean hanna, character: troy bolton

RP: Troy and Sean
Who: Troy and Sean
Where: Out on 18th Avenue
When: November 23, 2011
Summary: Troy and Sean go shopping for a drum set

They had gotten a car and permission to go off base during dinner time, and Troy still found it incredibly wrong that at their age, they had to ask for permission to go shopping for less than an hour, but they did it anyway, and then they went to 18th Avenue where there was a shop.

The choices were either very expensive or student sets that cost less than $200. They settled for the latest, because he'd already been told that they might leave it behind and he was not going to cry over a set that cost thousands of dollars.

After putting it in the trunk, he looked at the pizzeria next door. "Do you want to stop for food before training? I smell more than pizza," he said with a grin.



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[info]t_bolton
2011-11-24 05:20 am UTC (link)
"I guess it's understandable, the learning, I mean, not the pink gun," he said, chuckling. "Although we have lot of hunting rifles at home, and I know I've seen pink ones. I mean it's New Mexico; everyone has a gun, and the ladies like them colorful. You can own anything from a handgun to assault weapons and you don't even have to register them. I think the only rule is that you can't carry them loaded or something like that. Even Dad, who hates hunting, had rifles for when the boosters had hunting trips."

Troy looked up at Sean, not sure if he was really agreeing or humoring him. Too many of his friends had in the past, calling him too serious or old fashioned. When he was convinced that Sea wasn't making fun of him, he nodded. "Yeah something like that, although never days," he said with a chuckle. "Still Gabriella was something else. We got together in the middle of our junior year in high school and were together for two years. Right girl for that age. If we'd been older, maybe we would have made it, but we were too young and then we went to college, we started wanting different things. After that, there was some casual sex, which was fine because it was what it was, y'know? But I couldn't do that for long. Guys on the team couldn't understand why I'd want the relationship. I don't know, maybe it's how I was raised."

He ate some more, thinking. "Everyone seems open minded. Penny mentioned it and I thought she was exaggerating, but it's weird. I mean New Mexico, most people don't even know there are bi people in the world," he said snorting. "And the team. Let just say that no one is gay in sports, not if you want to make it big. If you come out, you do it after you retire and have made millions, and even then it's rare. TV, too. I've met plenty of men who'd swear up and down that they were straight while fucking the male PA of the day. Being gay is like the secret that everyone knows, but you never admit it anyway and here, everyone just mentions it like it's nothing. It's weird."

He smiled again. "Savannah is hardly the stereotype with everything she knows, though. It's not like anyone could make her do it. She wants to, so if it works for them-" He shrugged. "I wouldn't mind a cook when I'm starving, though."

Troy grinned as he caught the napkin. "That's a lousy shot, man. We need to have a basketball game instead of football." That would actually be fun if Derek could arrange it. "My dad passed out when he heard that I was in the play. It conflicted with state, and nothing conflicts with state. I proved him wrong and did both. I guess that's the difference. You guys are serious and so am I. I rehearsed and did what I was supposed to, but it's not my life. I'm not ready to give up basketball, friends, girlfriend... boyfriend. The show is fun, but it's not my life."

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[info]sean_hanna
2011-11-24 07:11 am UTC (link)
"I think you just described my dad's dream environment. Can't say as I've ever been hunting, though. Not a lot of hunting in my neck of the woods. At least, not of animals."

Sean listened in silence, just eating, while Troy talked about his old girlfriend and when he finished, he nodded. "Could be how you're raised. Could just be who you are. Me, I guess I'm a romantic. I believe in soul mates. I think you can truly care about and love a lot of people before you find that soul mate, too. It's not that there's only one true love. But, when you find that one person, you can't help it. The relationship just happens because it's all you need. Of course, I get leeway for such fanciful ideas, crazy musician and all," he teased. But, even if he'd doubted that theory before, he'd seen his dad and G, been around them long enough to know it was true. "Not that I'm going to go around mooning about for a soulmate. I'll find her or him when the time is right. Until then, I've got family, friends, and music. Can't complain too much about that."

He shook his head. "Not everyone. I do because it's never been a big deal in the circles I've run with; we're all a little more open to experimentation. Kinney prides himself on being out. No one says anything, but they're not all comfortable with it. A lot of them, but not all. And not everyone is open about themselves, either. There are still some who don't tell the world their sexual preferences as a matter of public record. Savannah, for example, accepts it as what makes people happy. But, she doesn't really get it, or accept it in general. Hell, Kinney's fucked plenty of the enlisted guys who all swear to being straight. You've just had the misfortune of one sex conversation after another, it seems." Sean chuckled. "And I guess this turned into one anyway, even though we said it wouldn't."

Grinning, he turned back to his food a moment before shaking his head. "What do you want? You might have had crappy plays at your high school, but we had no sports teams and Juilliard certainly doesn't. Just be glad I deigned to throw a ball around with my dad during his visits when I was a kid." Thinking about it, Sean nodded and smiled a little to acknowledge the hesitant admission of 'boyfriend'. "Music really has been my life, ever since I was a little kid. It's what makes me happiest. The rest...I guess in a way I take after my dad, which is so odd to think about. I'm not going to do it unless I do it well and damned well at that. If I'm going to do it, I want to be the best, or at least the best I can be. It's probably why I've been able to go along with all this training so easily. I refuse to be less than my best just because I didn't have a choice in being here."

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[info]t_bolton
2011-11-24 07:22 am UTC (link)
"Down to the pink rifles or he'd skip that," he said, joking. He might not have been here long, but there was no doubt that Sam Hanna did not use pink anything.

"You've got a good excuse. I'll just keep quiet. I've done it for a while, so it's not like it's unheard of," he said, laughing. "Once in a while, my team mates would tease, I'd tell them that I was a gentleman and moved on. I don't know about soulmates. I know that sometimes people click and sometimes it's at the right time, sometimes it isn't, like me and Gabriella."

Troy smiled as he ate, pondering what Sean was saying. So it wasn't everyone. Strangely that almost made him feel better. "I guess we did, although it's more about relationships in general than sex per se."

He stopped when the guy came from behind the counter with their pizzas. "Thanks," he told the guy with a smile, and then he went back to Sean. "I love basketball. I'm not good enough for the NBA, though. It doesn't make me love the sport less because I'm not the best, so I found a way to stay in the field as a sportscaster. I transferred into the Media Studies at Berkeley which is as competitive as it gets, and I interned at ESPN. I even had an unofficial job offer, but that's gone now, and we still have gigs to play and show to put on. Those will have to do," he said, refusing to get upset over things he couldn't change. "Although we should start with going back or your dad will kill us for being late."

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