Closed backstage after the show

[Pierre Bonnet]

Perry hadn't really been a big concert goer when he was growing up in France. Mostly that was because his retired Auror grandmother didn't believe in letting kids go outside and be kids. Some of that he knew had to do with the things she had seen as an auror, but other things were because he knew she was just... strict, on him especially, but also just in general. He loved his Grandmother, that was true, but he did also wish that sometimes she left him alone to just do his thing. Being in New Zealand was proving to be a strange sort of fever dream, and when Mystic had given him tickets and told him to go have fun he hadn't really know how to argue. That woman was pushy in her own way, reminding him of his Grandmother in others - he was grateful even if he didn't say as much to her because she'd taken him in when he'd arrived five months ago or so and now he was just sort of existing. He hadn't been paying much attention to the opening acts, nursing his drink instead until he'd looked up to see that one of the bands had someone a bit familiar in it. It had taken him maybe a little longer than it should have to notice Charlie, and then somehow Charlie had noticed him too - so now he was waiting, the wings of the stage area mostly closed off to people unless they had an in with the band and what was Perry going to say when he'd been invited up to say hi, no? He wasn't an idiot.​

 

[Charlie Helkovaara]

Charlie's life was music, and music was his life. He lived for playing symphonies, especially ones gone well. He smiled at his parents, his mother holding Caspian and offering them a little wave as they left. Caspian was asleep- symponies well done almost always knocked him out. He'd been surprised when during his performance he'd noticed an old acquaintance. Charlie smiled. That was an interesting twist to the night. Once his performance was done, he made his way to the wings. He smiled at Perry. "Hey, stranger. Fancy seeing you here," He greeted.

 

[Pierre Bonnet]

"Yeah, I'm honestly really surprised," he said, eyes reaching his hairline as he looked back at Charlie, once again wondering if there was some weird magic involved here. How could Mystic have known he would even want to come? He'd never mentioned his enjoyment of music like Charlie's before to his knowledge, maybe she really was a fairy of some kind, weird fey or something. What was even weirder was that it was Charlie he'd run into, a random he'd met on a plane one time and assumed he would never see again. Honestly there was some freaky things happening in the universe right now and Perry wasn't entirely sure how he felt about it. "Nice set, really surprised to see you here honestly, it's been what... five months since I randomly met you on the plane?"​

 

[Charlie Helkovaara]

Charlie chuckled. "Something like that. Small world, huh? I'm glad you liked the performance." He agreed, moving down to stand with Perry. "Do you want to come backstage?" He asked. "There's a lounge here for performers. It's a little loud but there are snacks." He invited the man. He thought it could be fun to catch up. "Maybe I can introduce you to a cute pianist," He offered, thinking of some of the people he'd grown to know as colleagues, though he wasn't sure who was and wasn't single.