Your name is Alfred F. Jones, and you have no idea why you're here. You are supposed to be at basketball practice, but you some how managed to find your way to the tryouts for your school musical. You are currently having a mental debate about staying or leaving. It's not like you were going to audition anyways, right?
[AJ] ==> decide to stay
YOU ARE READING
Bluh
General FictionHetalia with a highschoolmusicalau written in homestuck style because why not.
