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Bad Weather

Bad Weather

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Maria, at her new internship, is smitten by Lucas, an exchange student from Italy whose charisma is the focus at any place. Robert, also at the internship, has a crush on Maria but struggles to open up about his feelings. Maria's father does not know how to handle his daughter's new found freedom. Due to this, he tries to place obstacles in Maria's plans. Will Maria be able to balance her internship, her new-found crush, and her father's expectations while still trying to live her life? This is a WIP and FF of various plays I've seen.
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LUCAS I sat next to her on the couch and brushed her hair from her face. She was all sweaty. " Lucas ..?" She hummed. " I'm here.." " I'm sorry, I'm an embarrassment..." I chuckled. "No you're fine you just drank too much. We were trying to sober you up, then we found you at the bar drinking shots!" It was really a funny sight as I recalled. " Lucas ?" Her eyes pried open again and she stared at me. "Yeah?" " Will you stay with me tonight?" SKYLAR He hugged me again. I could never get enough of his hugs, and still I wanted more. I wanted more than that with him. It hurt so much knowing that it could never be so. "Don't be sorry, I'm just happy I got to you in time." Lucas' voice was so gentle, so sweet and sincere. If I didn't pull away from him I would start to cry again. I held my breath, my hand pressed a little more on his back. As I did this though I felt him tense up from my touch. "S-sorry," I stammer and attempted to pull away, but he brought me back into his chest. "Don't." his voice was firm. "Don't...let go." ********************************************************************* Their near death experience on a flight to NY causes two strangers to meet. After arriving safely on the ground, they realize they can't stand being apart. But their lives are too different and headed in different directions. Will they be able to able to confess their true feelings? Will it make any difference?

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