In case anyone was wondering, I saw Les Mis again today, because I'm trash. I probably won't see it again for a few years, though.... (maybe not even until I study abroad in London and I'll be back on Harper's old stomping grounds hehe.) anyway, I met Jillian Butler today at the stage door, who has been a HUGE inspiration for me for the past few years, which was SO cool. Today's show was even better than Friday's show, which is craazzzyy. I'll shut up about Les Mis now though lol. Enjoy this chapter- it's a bit of a filler but quite fluffy yayyyy. Comment and vote please and thank yoouuu xxx
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September 6, 2027
Harper
My days with Great Comet are starting to grow limited. I've had a great time with Nessa and Gabe this week, when I haven't been onstage, and with September beginning, I've realized that I don't have too much longer before it's time to go back to London.
I can't say that's a bad thing, quite honestly. I miss Patrick, and can't wait to have some time to focus solely on growing into a mother. I'm going to have to do it soon, becuase the baby will be here in April. I'm so excited, and I know that Patrick is, too. It will also be nice to have some time to just rest. I've been absolutely exhausted lately, on top of still feeling morning sickness. It has been far from easy, but I've been trying to push it all out of my mind and truly focus on my job in New York. Even when it doesn't feel like that, being in this show really is my job, and I have to be aware of that. I have to give it my all, just like Patrick would in his job, or Nessa would in her job, or anybody would in their job, no matter how traditional or nontraditional.
On Nessa and Gabe's last day in London, which is conveniently my day off, I set aside some time to hang out with them. I'm going to meet up with them for lunch, spend the afternoon with them, then go out for a quick dinner before I take them to the airport. They had to check out of their hotel this morning, so they are going to come here and drop their suitcases off before we head to the restaurant. I picked one near Taylor's flat, so it'll just be a short subway ride to the restaurant that I booked us reservations for in Chelsea.
When they knock on my door, I'd be lying if I said that I was ready. In fact, I'm still in my pyjamas and barely out of bed. My hair is sticking in many directions, and my stomach is churning. In spite of that, I stumble towards the door, wrapping a blanket around myself, paste a smile on my face, and let them in.
"Just have a seat. Feel free to raid my kitchen if you want a snack, and just give me a second," I explain to them, letting out a small laugh. "I'm so sorry. I was completely exhausted yesterday evening, and I just forgot to set my alarm, I guess."
"It's not a problem, really," Gabe assures me.
"Thank you. I'll hurry along," I promise, then run off to my room so that I can get dressed and ready for the day.
I hurry to select my outfit and do my hair and makeup. As I'm doing so, I try to not get sick, but I'm not feeling great at all. I'm, in fact, rather the opposite. Nothing new there, in all honesty.
Shoot, I think to myself as I'm almost ready, I haven't taken my vitamins for the morning. I'm taking both prenatal vitamins and probiotics right now, with the later being to keep me healthy for the show, as well as to avoid me getting an actual illness while I'm pregnant and can't take medicines.
I don't know how I'm going to do that one without Nessa and Gabe noticing.
I slip out into the corridor, then walk to the kitchen, with hopes that they won't see me, but Nessa is already there, getting a glass of water. I did tell them that they could raid my kitchen, I suppose.
"Hey," I give her a little smile. "Just a second." I open up the cabinet and pull out both bottles of pills.
I watch Nessa glance over, and raise her eyebrows. "Does that bottle say 'prenatal vitamins?'"
"Um..." I bite my lip, "well, yeah..."
"Are you pregnant?"
Shoot. I don't want her knowing this quite yet. I don't really want anybody else knowing until I at least get the scan.
"Well, see, it's a funny story..." I bite my lip. An idea pops into my head. "I'm actually nutrient deficient and they put me on those vitamins to help me out."
"Oh god, are you okay?" Nessa asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I insist, forcing a small laugh.
I pop both of the pills, then slip on my shoes and grab my purse. "I'm all ready if you guys are."
"Perfect," Gabe smiles, standing up. Nessa and Gabe put their shoes on as well, then we head out into the city.
The three of us have a lovely day together. While I am sad to say goodbye to them, I know that it'll just be a few more weeks before I see them again. The next time that I'm at the airport in New York City, I'll be with Patrick, and we will be going back home to London.
The show will have closed by then. It could be years before I see some of my New York friends again, and some of my cast mates, I may never again cross paths with in this lifetime. That makes me a bit sad. Even the people in my cast who aren't my super close friends are still super amazing people, and I love them. They light up my day by simply being there, and I might not ever see some of them again, after the closing of our show. We follow each other on social medias, of course, but realistically, I don't know if I would ever put in effort involving traveling across the ocean to see anyone except for Maia and Elise again.
After I go home, I see the vitamin bottle sitting out on the counter, as I was distracted and forgot to put it away. I suddenly remember that I lied to Nessa. That probably wasn't the smartest idea. It's going to put me in an awkward situation in a few months. While she will probably understand, my conscious is going to eat away at me for that, probably.
I just try my best to forget it, and have a quiet night to myself, including going to bed early. I had such a fun day with my friends, but I'm exhausted now and want to have energy for the show tomorrow.