tyler-richardss:
So, this girl was touchy, good to know. Tyler sighed. “A new kid, since I actually don’t even know if I’m the only one this year. My bad,” he chuckled nervously. When she pointed out the other pump, he dashed off to retrieve it, grateful for the few seconds to get away from the slight awkwardness he’d seemingly created.
He came back with the pump and sat down at the edge of the stage near her, taking a basketball and starting to inflate it. Her next words were not surprising to Tyler, so he sighed. “I’m probably too late to actually audition- not that that’s what you meant. I’ve just… always liked musicals ever since I saw ‘The Lion King’ when I was ten. So, if I can’t audition-“ He gestured to the ball. “Helping out in any way I can is the next best thing. And I can still make friends, just not a wide range. But it’s fine, though. I’ve always been a fan of small circles.”
Holly J nodded slowly, catching the kid’s drift. “That’s really cute,” she offered, trying to sound just the right amount of condescending (not too much, not too little). “But make no mistake, the cast and crew of this production essentially travel in a horde. So if you were to join us behind the scenes, you’d get just as many chances for debauchery as the rest of them.” She rolled a ball across the stage, trying to land it into an already-overflowing athletic bag and missing. “Did you do shows at your old school?”














