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A young man was sitting at his desk in his room drawing a butterfly that he had caught that was in a jar. Once he finished his sketch, he opened the jar and released it.
The blue butterfly flew around the room for a moment before flying out of the window into the gray, bleak, and dreary town.
A man with a bell was ringing it and making an announcement.
"Ten minutes to Van Dort's wedding rehearsal."
A man who coughed a lot hopped in front of a carriage and rode it in front of the Van Dort's house.
The tall man looked down from his window sadly, as his parents exited the house. His mother was short and chubby, and his father was tall and thin with a mustache.
🎵Mrs. Van Dort: "It's a beautiful day!"🎵
🎵Mr. Van Dort: "It's a rather nice day."🎵
🎵Mrs. Van Dort: "A day for a glorious wedding."🎵
🎵Mr. Van Dort: "A rehearsal, my dear to be perfectly clear."🎵
🎵Mrs. Van Dort: "A rehearsal for a glorious wedding."🎵
The two made their way down the stairs.
🎵Mr. Van Dort: "Assuming nothing happens that we really don't know."🎵
🎵Mrs. Van Dort: "That nothing unexpected interferes with the show."🎵
Mrs. Van Dort looked down at a puddle with disgust and the carriage driver put his apron over it for her.
🎵Both: "And that's why everything, every last little thing, every single, tiny microscopic little thing must go..."🎵
The two hid the signs that advertised their fish business on their carriage.
🎵Mrs. Van Dort: "According to plan."🎵
🎵Mr. Van Dort: "Our son will be married."🎵
🎵Mrs. Van Dort: "According to plan."🎵
🎵Mr. Van Dort: "Our family carried."🎵
🎵Both: "Elevated to the heights of society."🎵
🎵Mrs. Van Dort: "To the costume balls."🎵
🎵Mr. Van Dort: "In the hallowed halls."🎵
🎵Mrs. Van Dort: "Rubbing elbows with the finest."🎵
🎵Mr. Van Dort: "Having crumpets with her Highness."🎵
🎵Both: "Well be there, we'll be seen having tea with the Queen. We'll forget everything that we've ever, ever been."🎵
The woman tried to get into the carriage, but she got stuck in the door.
"It's my dress, it's caught!" She complained.
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