You just want to get out of there.
You rush down the stairs, so fast that it's a surprise you can keep your footing and not tumble down and embarrass yourself even more. How did you even manage to screw things up so badly is beyond all your expectations. You've prepared for this for months, and now they've all gone to waste. All those efforts, lost.
An unexpected sniffle escapes your nose, and before you know it, your vision is blurred by your tears. Oh god, no. Please, no. Seb is waiting for you out there. You can't let him see you like this.
The staircase falls quiet now that you have come to a halt to collect yourself. You pull out your powder compact to check if you have really wiped all the evidence away from your face. It's important to make sure, because you know how much Seb cares about your audition, so much that he cleared his schedule for the entire day just so that he can be with you for your big day. You want today to be happy, no matter what the result would be. Being upset and disappointed would only bring him down with you because he's such a sensitive guy.
Taking a deep breath, you push your chin up and relax your frown as you cross the road. Seb is right there, at the same spot where you left him more than an hour ago.
He stands up from the bench as soon as he sees you walking towards him, and instantly notices something is wrong. You can tell because he simply stares at you, tilts his head to the side and he's not smiling at all.
With a forced grin, you greet your boyfriend. "Hey."
He doesn't even make any attempt to match your facial expression. "How did it go?" He asks with such worry, and yet in a tone that you know he already knows, and he just wants you to understand he's there for you.
You shrug, but stay silent because you're focusing all your efforts on keeping your tears from showing.
"Honey?" He prompts again, gently putting his hand on your shoulder.
Despite your best effort, all you can do is shrug because no words can be properly formed by your nonworking vocal cords.
Immediately, his nostrils flare, and he grits his teeth in silent fury. In a suppressed voice, he goes,
Somehow, his anger makes you giggle, because you didn't expect him to react this way at all. You were worried that he would be sad you don't get the part, but you didn't expect him to care about you this much, it's as though it was his audition instead.
He looks stunned for a second, especially with you smiling while crying at the same time, "Oh my god, are you okay, babe?"
You keep your eyes down and say nothing.
"Were you just messing with me? Did it go well, after all?"
"No, no...I blew it." You shake your head, covering your face in your hands bashfully.
He frowns, still trying to make sense of your reactions, but decides to shake it off and move on. "Who cares?" He repeats. "There's always next time. Let's go get a good slice. My treat!"
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