Danny Boys/ John Barrowman and our conspiracy theory on Skype with Fryttie

[Laisy]

Elina: are you tired of me talking about barrowman?
natalia: I’m not, but I kinda cant talk back to you about him )
natalia: I know almost nothing about him
Elina: whatever
Elina: as long as you are listening
Elina: anyway
Elina: there is this boy
Elina: Danny Boys
Elina: Boys is his surname
Elina: so
natalia: what a weird surname~
Elina: he was in a talent show where john was judge
Elina: kinda like American idol
Elina: anyway. he didn’t win, but come in top 3 and john liked him so much he signed him for his manager and Danny toured with john and sung a duet with him
Elina: he is also gay
Elina: and I’m watching one of life concerts with john and here is this boy, he sings solo and before song talks about john, how awesome he is, how he helped him
Elina: he honest to god, cried during his solo!!!!!!! song was emotional, ok?
Elina: anyway, I saw some fanfics about john/danny, but never got it
Elina: and now here is their duet, and the way Danny looks at john! DUDE! I just can't
Elina: he is head over heals about john
natalia: oooooooh that’s cuuuuuute
Elina: seriously!
natalia: well, who isn’t heels over head about john?
Elina: i was like omg! Danny, nonono! John loves Scott, you will just feel miserable, cause he can't give you anything.
Elina: no, but seriously, if you think that yeah, we are here in latvia/russian kinda swooning over him, but Danny is there and here is john, doing all these nice things to him and flirting AS HE DOES WITH EVERYONE. and I am kinda like this Danny person, I am emotional, you say me one nice thing , I’m yours
natalia: yeah, I know how it is.. but hey.. how old is he? and it's not that Scott is a secret or something
natalia: awwwwwwwwwwww
Elina: have no idea how old is he , neither I think john knows about Danny or would ever act on that knowledge
natalia: oh come on! WHY WOULD HE EVEN THINK OF THAT
natalia: he has Scott
Elina: exactly
Elina: I feel sorry for Danny, I feel like I need to give him a hug, buy him an icecream and we both could cry about our miserable Barrowman love less lives