#c:tink

Sacramento wasn’t even close to being like Chicago. There was a certain vibe it lacked, especially after the sun went down. The city just didn’t seem to come alive as it did back at home, but it was an adventure, nonetheless. It was new. It was fresh, and he was on that vacation high despite it being anything but.

It was getting late for those working a nine to five job. However, the night had barely begun for him, and it was that mindset that drove him to find the nearest 7-Eleven or any convenience store for that matter. A task of which was completed within the first five minutes, and it was at that moment he spotted a familiar set of clothes, following the trail up to find a friendly face. That’s when it clicked. Being caught up in his probation, he’d almost forgotten that Tink was enrolled in a program in Sacramento. The name of the program slipped out of his mind, but that detail didn’t matter. His Go-to Girl was across the street, and he only had a few seconds to cross the street. Racing the countdown, he managed to make it across, but he didn’t stop there. He kept his fast pace right up until he was right behind her as she entered a revolving door into the convenience store. Those doors weren’t made for two people to go at a time, so needless to say, they were a bit cramped, which made it all the more amusing to him as there was a bounce in his step to get a little rise out of her. “Go, go, go,” he snickered until they were both on the other side. It wasn't until he faced her when he added, “It is I. In the flesh.”

UK and international tour cast of bat out of hell the musical

Glenn Adamson as Strat

this hadn’t ever been the plan, in fact it had been the opposite of anything she had even conjured up. in the last two years she had sprouted from four inches to five feet, fallen in love with a man, ran away from that same mad and was only now finding her way back to him. so much more had happened in between all of that but tink wouldn’t have been able to recite all she had done even if she had been asked. all she knew now was it was time to go back home. 

and that was the very reason she was standing on the dock, nervous hands pulling at the fabric of her dress at her sides, bare feet planted firmly against wooden planks. she had to talk herself up first... had to convince herself that despite the rumors of his new persona he was still the same killian deep down. he had to be, for her sake. 

with a deep breath she forced herself forward, one small hop carrying her over the small gap between the dock and ship. at least twelve sets of hungry eyes found her, their gazes burning holes into her flesh as she followed the thumping in her chest, knowing full and well it would lead her straight to him.