Flynn was nervous. Not about performing, he was never nervous about that. The second he stepped on to the stage, he lost himself in the music and everything was perfect. He hardly noticed the crowd, which was probably why he had little to no stage presence. But people forgave you for that when you were talented. And Spectre, Deirdre, Joasia and Timothy made up for the stage presence anyway. In spades. No, Flynn was nervous because when they arrived at the venue, Quinn was going to be waiting for him. Quinn and his aunt and uncle. The people he considered to be his parents. That was terrifying. Somehow, being apart from Quinn for a week after reuniting with him had made things seem too good to be true again. It made him even more nervous that he would see Quinn and what if Quinn had discovered in that week apart, that he didn't want Flynn after all?
It was all a bit too much, and Flynn was very nearly clinging to Spectre and Deirdre. Even as they arrived at the venue, he actually reached up and took hold of the back of Spectre's shirt gently. When Deirdre noticed, Flynn flushed. "I'm scared." He admitted quietly.
It was all a bit too much, and Flynn was very nearly clinging to Spectre and Deirdre. Even as they arrived at the venue, he actually reached up and took hold of the back of Spectre's shirt gently. When Deirdre noticed, Flynn flushed. "I'm scared." He admitted quietly.