I like to think that the Persian actually does exist in the musical universe; he was just out of town while all this shit was happening. Then he just comes home one day to find Erik sitting on his couch, and Erik looks up at him and says, “I fucked up.”
Instead of Love Never Dies the sequel should’ve been this and then just 2 hours of the Daroga telling Erik he’s an idiot.
*starts a petition*
Daroga: Erik, I went on a three-month long cruise! I took some me-time for the first time IN MY LIFE! And I come home to find that you’ve been stalking a girl, convincing her you’re a holy, unearthly being, kidnapping her, meddling in her career, killing stagehands, threatening the girl’s boyfriend, and making huge scenes in front of Paris’ elite - possibly exposing me to Persian authorities because I saved your sorry hide, instead of having you executed! What do you have to say for yourself?
Erik: Got to first base. Worth it. #Sorry not sorry.



















