[Players only. Current.]

Feeling better (Thank God), Chris had time to make up. New album out on February 26th and he didn't have a day to lose. Of course, he's lost five with the cold, but, well, some things can't be controlled. So, he was up early from Fab's bed, hating to leave the warm and wonderful body there, but going, with a note that he'd be back as soon as he could. He also left dummies of the album cover and the filler material out. It had been proofed and was ready to go.

The cover is a simple design, the album title taken from Mark Twain. Inside, the dedication is just as simple. For my muse. I'm always yours, if you want me. Fab is listed by name under the 'Thanks' section.

An hour or so later, Fab is sitting there staring at the damn thing with wide eyes. He should go make breakfast, have some coffee - but no, he just keeps staring at his boyfriend's album. Right. Digging out his cell phone, he taps out a message and sends it off: ( why arent you home yet? miss you. finish quickly, day. )