God, Frank loved Eddie. they couldn't tell him how much they wanted to be his partner, but... they dreamed of it. one day, they thought to themself.

they loved Eddie so much that every once in a while, Frank would dream of being in a club. Eddie, dressed up as a drag queen, would come out and perform for them. they could never remember the things Eddie would say, but oh ho how soft his touch was in those dreams.

today had been an unsuccessful day of trying to hang out with Eddie. he was always rushing around, trying to get whatever mail he could out. they suspected maybe he did it because he had nothing else to do, but who were they to judge such a gentleman like Eddie.

they rolled over to one side of their bed. they felt sleep begin to pull them in, and they fell into a gentle, sweet dream.

it was the same dream.

they knew it was. they were seated at the front table, wearing a beautiful suit. they looked up at the stage, smiling as they knew what would happen. what Eddie did was different every time, but they enjoyed it every time.

a soft piano played in the background, adding to the beauty of the dream. then...

you stepped out.