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20 Jul 2026
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"Okay, I love you, bye." The new clarinetist - Mel - said, before hanging up. She then sighed, and sat down on the front steps, resting her elbows on her knees and cupping her face. Frank put the cigarette away, and wondered what his first words should be to her. Something about how she was really fantastic, and she shouldn't beat herself up, and she sounded great during her parts and had nothing to worry about.
"You know, a year ago I saw a guy throw up in that exact spot you're in. So I wouldn't sit there."
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After Robby caught him with pills thirty minutes before a concert, Frank Langdon comes back to the Pittsburgh Symphony Orchestra ten months later with two goals: to keep his job as a percussionist and to stay clean. Unfortunately, what's waiting for him in the orchestra is having to see his ex-wife during rehearsals, a conductor who watches him like a hawk, a section that would rather pretend he doesn't exist, and a new cute principal clarinetist that's becoming impossible to ignore. Kingdon Orchestra AU.
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16 Jul 2026
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MEL KING: YOU DID THIS?
FRANK LANGDON: Probably
FRANK LANGDON: But what this time?Mel sent him a picture of her laptop screen.
MEL KING: THIS. YOU DID THIS.
FRANK LANGDON: Well don’t they look like they’re having fun?
MEL KING: OMG
FRANK LANGDON: 😇
MEL KING: THEY WON’T STOP.
FRANK LANGDON: Don’t make them stop!Queen Mel may be pregnant!
Mel yelled into her closed fists and scrambled back, pushing the laptop away from her. No, no. Queen Mel could absolutely not be pregnant. She still had to get to the top of the gardening career and she had to write 5 books and she hadn’t even –
FRANK LANGDON: Btw
FRANK LANGDON: Jealous?---
OR: Mel plays The Sims. Someone installed a mod she hasn't used before. Now she can't stop picturing it every time she looks at him. He thinks it's funny. A little harmless flirting never hurt anyone, right?
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13 Jul 2026
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When he finds the courage to leave the comfort of her steam shrouded bathroom, he makes his way out to the living room.
He stops in his tracks when he hears her, a fond smile etching onto his face.
He’s careful to disguise his footsteps on the vinyl floor, not wanting her to stop. He was rapidly beginning to realize he could listen to her sing forever.
She flits around the kitchen, alternating between humming and singing along to whatever music played in her ear, and all Frank can do is watch.
“Oh!” She says with a jolt when she finally notices him, “Frank! How are you feeling? I made spaghetti…spaghetti’s okay, right?”
“Yeah.” He nodded, “Yeah, spaghetti’s okay.”
She shuffles out of the kitchen a few moments later with two bowls in tow, “We can sit at the table, the couch…whatever you’re most comfortable with. If you want we can put something on the TV, that’s what Becca usually likes to do…”
“I like when you sing.” He can’t stop the words from coming, and he doesn’t regret them one bit when he watches her face change shades if only slightly.
“Oh.”
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13 Jul 2026
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Mel thought she knew all of Frank’s different voices — the professional one he uses when talking to his patients, the loving/worried/cajoling one he uses when talking to his kids, the soft one he uses just for Mel — but his voice sounds so different now, so much deeper and rougher. Mel didn’t know he could sound like that. Her mouth goes dry and she squeezes thighs together reflexively, pressing her ear harder against the wall.
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The walls between Frank's and Mel’s apartments are very thin, leading to some interesting new discoveries.
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03 Jul 2026