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"It all starts with a fake invitation to a rather good production of Godspell, a lousy date with a secret homophobe, and a doomsday survivalist who gets far too involved in other people's business..." --- She would like people to believe that she doesn't give a damn about anything at all, which is an exhausting life to lead when the exact opposite is true. He would like to share his passion with the world, which can be difficult when you're a recluse. Maybe their friendship could level each other out... and maybe it could become a little more than friendship. -- COMPLETE! --- Highest rankings: [#1 in #theguywhodidntlikemusicals] [#1 in #henryhidgens] [#2 in #tgwdlm] [#3 in #musicaltheatre] [#4 in #musical]
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Monday came unexpectedly. Unlike the weekday no one ever looks forward to, this Monday was a little different. He was a breath of fresh air in my suffocating world, a touch of sunshine in my shadow self. One whiff of his gentleness left me wanting more. Hello, Monday. (。・・)ノ Enter LINETTE MARTEL. A girl with a teacher for a best friend. She feels like she doesn't belong in her school for literal geniuses. Enter MONDAY *full name unknown*. A boy with a man-bun and a strange personality. He goes to said school for geniuses to raid it. Enter DRAMA. "Why have you come," then I spit back, "Sunday." Low blow, I know. With my eyes still closed, I hear him laugh softly, "I told you. We want her." "Why? Why her?" "I don't find the need to tell you that, princess." "Stop calling me that," I growl. "Why? Isn't that who you are?" I keep quiet. I don't know if that's a compliment or an insult. But coming from him, it's most likely an insult. "A spoiled, selfish brat who has a brain but not a heart," he finishes. Ah, there it is. I might just curse at him.

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