Adopted by Lin Manuel Miranda

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Midge's POV

I blink a few times. My eyes had a layer of crust over them. I can't even see. Is that... LIN MANUEL MIRANDA???!1!!! No, it can't be. My crusty eyes are playing a trick on me. I look again. Wait, it really is him! And the entire original Broadway cast of Hamilton!

"Oh my God, she's awake," Lin says.

"Is it really you?" I ask.

"Yes, Grammakins," he says, lovingly.

I scream at the top of my lungs. The nurses rush in.

Lin says, "Wow, you have a very impressive belting voice. Do you sing, perhaps?"

I burst into the chorus of Good King Wenceslas. I look over at Lin and see tears streaming down his face.

He screams at Jasmine "Get out. You're not needed anymore."

Jasmine just nods. "I understand. Good luck, sweaty," she says, strictly sweet.

Lin turns to me. "I would like to offer you the part of Peggy and Mariah Reynolds.

"But-- but-- but-- butt." I look at Jonathan Groff and wink seductively. He winks back. My heart flutters. I get back on track. "But I'm only eleven!"

"Age is just a number, huggly," He grins.

I jump out of the hospital bed. "If we leave now, we can make the seven o' clock show!"

Everyone cheers. Jonathan Groff does a somersault.

Lin says to the nurse, "Nurses, bring the champagne. We have celebrating to do.

"But-- but..." I slowly pull down my headphones, which I forgot to take off, and wink at Jonathan Groff again. "Butt." I bite my lip. It starts to bleed. Groff kicks up one leg and claps his hands under it. I once again get back on track. "I can't drink, I'm eleven."

Lin just chuckles. "This is showbiz, Sugarbeans."

"I could get used to this," I smile. Groff bends down and licks my toes. Everyone smiles appreciatively.                                                                            

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