So I don’t usually write RPF but since it upset me that Chandler didn’t get a chance to say goodbye to Freddie, I needed to write something.
Chandler twisted his hands nervously as he made his way down the hall towards Freddie’s dressing room. Although he’d been asked to be let out of his contract early if possible, he honestly hadn’t been expecting it; he’d been planning to stay on through December. So he wasn’t at all prepared to do this. Not now. Not like this.
He stopped in front of Freddie’s door, took a deep breath, and knocked.
“It’s open!” Freddie called from inside.
Chandler pushed the door open and Freddie swung around in his chair to greet him. “Hey, man!” Freddie smiled at him.