"Mr. Shapiro?" a quiet voice echoed through the dressing room as Ben wiped his tears and pulled himself together. He hoped he could mask it as an allergy problem. He definitely didn't need the mortal guidance at the moment.
"Yes? What is it?" He mumbled back, running his hand through his sweaty hair. It was summer time, after all, and unfortunately for him, the air conditioning unit in the dressing room, to him, was more broken than Birmingham itself. He was a sweaty mess, a total pig in a slaughterhouse.
"You're needed outside. A conference has asked of your attendance. Also, you...Oh, there is a meet and greet at three today in the lobby. Do your best to eat and hydrate before then." Ben's face was furiously red. How dare they not even supply him with food and water!
"Whatever, I get it. Thanks." He shooed the assistant away like some sort of stray cat begging him for food on the street. He was upset enough, and then they had to send him this country bumpkin work slave to come and tell him that he won't even have time to eat and drink like a normal human being. God, he wished he could call Mor. He would just love to unleash all of his frustrations.
"Mr. Shapiro?" God, not again! "What?!" He yelled back at the nagging, his fingers tearing into his face. "You have a visitor."
The "visitor" stood up straight in front of Ben and stared him down. Their eyes piercing Ben in the chest just like Mor's had when she spoke to him the night before.
They were the most person Ben had ever laid eyes on. He could help but to hang his mouth open and stare silently.
"Hello, Mr. Shapiro. I know this of short notice, but I'd love to have a debate with you." The angel's voice rung in Ben's ears like the Liberty Bell. They could debate with him anytime. Mor looked like chopped liver now...But, but..his kids? He huffed and shook his head, drowning out those thoughts.
"Have a seat. What's your name?"
"Y/N, I'm so happy to be in your presence."
"Likewise. What is it that you want to debate about?"
"Well..Judism."
"Oh."
"Yeah, yeah, I just wanted to see your thoughts because I know that you practice it. Specifically about the Holocaust too."
Ben's two favorite subjects besides busting down Liberal dreams! They were the perfect match!
"Well, Let's hear your side first," Ben said as he shut the dressing room door and the world went silent.
[END OF CHAPTER]
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Opposite Sides Of The Spectrum (Ben Shapiro x Liberal Reader)
RomanceBen has just gotten divorced. His wife had finally gotten sick of his overzealous behavior towards everyone, specifically those who are a part of the Liberal/Democratic Socialist party. He's got the house to himself as he prepares for another rally...
