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dependent glinda upton / g(a)linda upland for musicalhq

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ELPHIE !

There seems to be a long list of things that Eli allowed Glinda to do that no one else could. Calling her anything other than Eli was one, sleeping in her bed was two, touching her hair was at least three. It appeared longer every passing day. It was more than a little alarming. Alarming as her heartbeat as Glinda arranges the long braids in what Eli has to assume is a less disheveled look. Perhaps it was the way Glinda touched her that made Elphaba surrender – always delicate and well meaning. 

In a blink of an eye the blonde has disappeared – lord only knew how she could move that quickly when she was up to something. A small smile plays on her lips before she repeats the chosen word to the empty room. “Rosé. Rosé? Glinda, that means pink!” Dread fills her chest as she catches sight of herself in the one mirror she’s hung in her bedroom. A small, bedraggled figure in her giant black t-shirt and sweat pants stares back with tired eyes. 

There’s something amusing about Glinda’s lithe frame carrying the huge load of supplies into her room, and a chuckle forces itself from Elphaba’s lips. But the dress – the dress is most definitely pink and very, well, Glinda. It practically had her name emblazoned in rhinestones across the front. The idea of her boyish figure in something Glinda probably looked flawless in was nearly comical.

And it’s not that Eli hates dresses! She’s more partial to them than pants, as she hates feeling confined by clothing. But the thing was they were never meant to be pretty. Nothing about Elphaba was intended to be pretty. Just functional.

“You really don’t have to do that, Glinda…”

She doesn’t have to look up to see the pout that her friend is likely wearing, she can feel it. Her cheeks flush, turning about as rosé as the beautiful garment. But big warm eyes are peering at her with a smile that could rival the sun. How on earth is she supposed to say no to her? “I’ll try it on, but it’ll look silly…– turn around.” She smiles sheepishly as she touches the fabric as if she’ll ruin it any second. 

      PROTESTS ARE IGNORED TO THE ACTRESS’ BEST ABILITY. which is not always an accomplishment. the young lady wears her emotions on her sleeve. a proverb that is far too ACCURATE for the taller of the two. while the fellow female appears to hide the way she truly feels a majority of the time , GLINDA has never been known for her ability to hide – well , ANYTHING. on the contrary , really , emotions are clear upon features – at times painfully blunt.

      the POUT is expected , shoulders slumping lightly at the argument. who doesn’t want presents ? the blonde has never refused a gift , in fact , she EXPECTS them. especially flowers following a successful SHOW. while most -- no , no -- ALL people would jump at the occasion of wearing one of her glamorous , DESIGNER dresses -- ELPHIE all but refuses. & this certainly isn’t the first time she’s attempted to get her roommate into her BEAUTIFUL clothing , nor will it be the last.

      & yet , words are unnecessary as the woman before her reluctantly agrees. the change in emotion is IMMEDIATE , lips curving into that usual brilliant grin. a small sound slips through lips , definitely HAPPY -- though she attempts to contain it. as to not scare away the loveliness before her.

      instead she nods profusely , rushing to take a seat on the bed. behind ELPHIE. after all , her roommate has to get up to change. back presses gently to the other , hands moving to cover BRIGHT HUES. ❛ you are gonna look GORGEOUS ! ❜ even on the bed , the girl seems to be bouncing from pure EXCITEMENT.

      ❛ i might have to cut it – since you’re a SHRIMP , but it’ll totally be worth it ! oh ! i should get scissors ! ❜ ah – she’s about to TURN. she’s partially forgotten that the other is changing. partially , she wouldn’t mind seeing elphaba naked. ❛ everyone’s gonna be hot for ELPHIE ! ❜

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ELIZA !

Glinda moves like a pink, glittering whirlwind, as always, and before she knows it, Eliza is watching, amused as the blonde sprawls across the piano and announces her news in the most dulcet of sopranos.

She seats herself down on the piano bench, propping her chin up in her hands. She’s been hearing about this audition for ages - Glinda is never nervous, no - but she is almost always exuberant and excited and loud about all of her endeavors.

“Glinda! That’s amazing,” Joy is infectious and it makes her laugh, and she’s throwing her arms awkwardly around the girl that is still sitting on the piano. “Though, I’m sure, of course that none of us ever doubted you’d get it.”

She’s heard of the musical - has been asked to accompany auditions, but had to defer them to another pianist because her exams were coming up. Still - studying all day has never done anything for anyone, and Glinda deserves a good celebration. “Have you told Eli yet? We should all go out for lunch, and you can tell us all about your role and those hot costars of yours.”

      THE PAUSE IS EFFECTIVE TO RECEIVE THE WANTED PRAISE. the one thing that the young blonde adores to hear & will forever accept. there’s the squeal , arms shifting to gather PINK closer. with a twist of her body , heels press against the bench in an attempt to fix the rather weirdly placed embrace. & once arms are once again her own , she hops off the large INSTRUMENT to take a seat beside the woman.

      inhale as the college student moves to place her head upon the woman’s shoulder. exhale is pleasant. PROUD. a vice that she could not find ANY harm in. lithe hands are taken , fingers intertwining with her friend’s own. adoration colors her features with a bright smile. ❛ i’m SPECTACULAR. anyone doubting me is just a little -- jealous. ❜ & there are a variety of people who do , in fact , envy the lovable girl.

      head perks slightly at the mention of her ROOMMATE , pout prominent on lovely lips. ❛ she wasn’t home , i’m sure she’s busy saving ANIMALS or something . . . but – me & you can go ! YOUR treat ! ❜ hues wander up , face moving to press a quick kiss to the pianist’s cheek. a common ACTION for the actress. & of course she’ll pay for the meal. hands are brought up to the THESPIAN’S chest , observing the other. ❛ you gonna play for the show ? i know for a FACT our director wants you there , ELIZA ! plus , i can hook you up with some sexy boy. ❜

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FRIEND !

      Trina was afraid she had offended the girl. The silence was a bit awkward, a slow dredge through time. It was as if the girl was expecting something from her, maybe a compliment? Maybe a sort of adoring smile. The girl had a glamorous air. Maybe not quite the maturity of the stars characters that Trina was used to seeing.

      When the girl finally said something, Trina was surprised by the speed and energy. The amount of charisma was somewhat off-putting, and Trina wasn’t sure if it was actually charisma or just contagious enthusiasm.

      And Trina could tell from what the girl was saying that the age difference was noted. Although, Trina couldn’t tell if it was because she was a different age from the girl or from someone else who was expected.

      “New?” Well, Trina had been living in the city for years, so not exactly new. A new student was technically the context. “No, I’m not a student at all,” she said, trying to be courteous of the question. She would like to be. Get out of her job and do something she enjoyed. “I am someone’s mother, though. Don’t know if you would know him. Can be a bit of a recluse,” Trina joked.

      “My name’s Trina. Trina Levi,” she said, emphasizing the short ‘i’ sound just a little. She did that. It was a habit now. “I hope you don’t mind me asking your name.”

      NOTE IS TAKEN OF EACH CAREFULLY CONSTRUCTED REPLY. this woman seems to hold NO INTEREST in the young actress – other than the curiosity of knowing her name. well , if she isn’t new , then surely she’ll recognize her name. hand has moved to press against hip , gentle nods are used as a way to show that attention is being paid. very little is learned about this WOMAN. she’s not new to town , she’s not a student , there’s a SON & finally she’s being given a name. all such intriguing information . . . AH ! but there’s the question for information from the blonde.

      huge SMILE forms to genuinely gentle features. sure the mind wandered slightly while the woman spoke , but full focus is now on her. hand moves to press against CHEST , giggle slipping betwixt rose colored lips.

      ❛ why , i don’t mind at all ! ❜ why would she EVER mind that someone is requesting her name. but , of course , this is not the best location for a proper introduction with this MASTERPIECE of an actress. oh no , a proper location would be a STAGE. still , she’ll make due.

      POSE is struck , hand motioning above her head & toward the ceiling. opposing appendage remaining against firm hip. ❛ ♬ please , put your hands together for the AMAZING , stunning , one & only -- GLINDA UPTON ! ❜ she expects everyone in the small coffee shop to clap. & most do. there’s a bright grin shining toward the woman , a bow.

      after a moment she straightens , fingers brushing dress down. ❛ i’m an ACTRESS at the university , by the way. best one. but – you , what brings you around here ? ❜

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      THERE IS NOT A NATURAL LACK OF INTELLECT. on the contrary. some smarts have gotten her to where she is. COLLEGE has never been for the uneducated & GLINDA is no different. despite her wealth , her grades in high school were nothing to be laughed at. not quite genius level , but she did well for herself. BEAUTY did not take away from the brain. if anything , it assisted in getting help when needed. & the blonde was not one to shy away from HELP when she knew it to be a necessity.

      of course , as she got further into the world of THEATRE , a realization dawned upon her. grades , while important at her university , would have no affect on whether she became a MOVIE STAR. not to say that she stopped trying , but there was more – use in her POPULARITY. why write papers on your own , when someone can do it for you ? not an overly common occurrence , but it does happen from time to time. mainly in ONE specific class. one that has given her troubles for years -- SCIENCE.

      it’s not that she doesn’t comprehend the subject matter. she does – on some level. it’s that it won’t stay in her BRAIN. she hasn’t given up. not quite. it’s too late to drop the class , & she’s definitely not going to FAIL if she can help it. so , the only option is to ask for some aid.

      hazel orbs remain on the girl throughout the ENTIRE class period. she’s quick to note the capacity at which this girl’s mind devours SCIENCE. surely , she’ll be happy to do her homework -- help her study. the blonde takes her opportunity after class , taking a seat beside the young woman. the smile is plastered upon features , holding out a FRIENDLY hand.

      ❛ hi ! i’m GLINDA ! but , you probably already knew that , everyone knows me – plus we’re in the same class ! i do a lot of THEATRE so i’m sure you know me from some productions. oh , speaking of , do you TUTOR ? ❜ chatty – but straight to the point. kinda.

      romanticinterestsabound II s.c.

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NEW BOY !

@populcr liked for a starter!

Pierre has been told he doesn’t. Have to. Speak to anyone. Helene can do the talking and he’ll just. Fade in to the blind spots like he always does. Hide behind his glasses, hide behind his glass. Rinse, repeat, shut his ears, close his eyes, don’t drink, don’t speak, don’t ask - it will all be fine.

(Except.)

He feels the whispers, the gazes on his back. It doesn’t spook him, not yet, but he feels uncomfortable under the scrutiny, like his skin is crawling, like he himself is not his own.

And then he spots the girl, flitting from table to table, from person to person, laughing, talking, shining. Soaking up attention like it is her birthright, like she thrives in it, like she lives only in the moments when people are watching her, talking about her. And they are - talking about her, that is.

“How do you do it?” When she arrives at his peripherals, he can’t help the question that tears out of his throat. 

      SOCIALIZING COMES NATURALLY , LIKE BREATHING. each compliment , each interaction – it’s like being BORN again. & with every one , the little bird comes back for more. gracing others with her very presence. it’s a gift to all , one she is more than happy to provide. it’s easy. smile , take a seat on the desk , HAIR FLIPS. laughing , talking , & with ease the compliments draw her in again.

      it doesn’t take long to get through the room. greeting each & every one. NEW FRIENDS & OLD. she finds a conversation among them all. each student with different subject matter. one she remembers through future conversations. while quite FULL of herself , GLINDA does have a knack for listening. she remembers.

      a voice catches her CONCENTRATION , head tilting gently as her seat is taken infamously upon the desk. legs , though long , swing cautiously above the ground. hands rest near his. hues are on him , encouraging more conversations.

      ❛ how do i do what ? my HAIR ? my make - up ? i’m sure i can do a little on you ! maybe a little blush here ! oh , you’d look so adorable ! ❜

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broadway aesthetics - Galinda Upland | Wicked

Whenever I see someone less fortunate than I, / And let’s face it, who isn’t, less fortunate than I? / My tender heart tends to start to bleed. / And when someone needs a makeover I simply have to take over / I know, I know, exactly what they need. / And even in your case, / Though it’s the toughest case I’ve yet to face, / Don’t worry, I’m determined to succeed, / Follow my lead, / And yes, indeed, you will be / Popular!

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Character Aesthetics - Glinda the Good 

I’ve heard it said That people come into our lives for a reason Bringing something we must learn And we are led to those who help us most, to grow If we let them and we help them in return Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true But I know I’m who I am today Because I knew you …

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LADY !

for @populcr || (g(a)linda.)

      Whatever happened, Trina was blessed today. A day off. No work. No people asking her to do unnecessary tasks or type up letters that could easily be done by her bosses or just run errands. Trina had a particularly magnificent day off.

      Sometimes Trina wished she could go back to school and do something she actually enjoyed. Being a secretary–no–executive assistant was not in her life plans. Actually, nothing that had happened to her as of late was in her life plans.

      She wandered the theatre district and the surrounding shops, thoroughly enjoying looking into the bakery windows and the coffee shop displays. One coffee shop caught her eye. Trina did enjoy coffee. Not quite addicted yet, but still, she enjoyed it. She wandered in and immediately was caught a bit off guard by a girl who looked, to be frank, quite lovely. Put together and clean and orderly. Neat. With strawberry blonde hair and a sort of smile that dazzled. Trina could appreciate those traits. She wished that she could attempt that level of sophisticated glamour, but Trina knew that wasn’t going to happen. Not at forty-three with the self-esteem of a mouse.

      She almost didn’t realize that it would be a good time to ask the girl if she was in line since the line seemed a bit long and seemed to curve a bit. But in a good moment, she cautiously came up and asked, “excuse me, are you in line? It looks a little confusing in here with people sort of milling to the sides.”

      COFFEE. THE SECRET INGREDIENT TO GLINDA’S HEART & HAPPINESS. while the actress knows that the her drink of choice isn’t the BEST for her vocal chords – it is a magic little liquid required to activate the normally upbeat girl. making her own cup o’ joe has never been a success. & honestly what kind of SUCCESSFUL PERFORMER makes their own coffee ? oh no , she much prefers to buy that which others make.

      which brings her HERE. her favorite little slice of heaven. it’s earlier than most desire , but she still wears a smile , no matter how contrived it is. her FANS cannot see anything other than the cheery student. one day her name will be known among all. for now , she contents herself with the little joys.

      for example -- someone behind her attempting to get her ATTENTION , surely for an autograph. with a swift turn , all focus shifts to the woman. she’s a little -- OLDER than most of her fans – but who is she to judge ? grin widens carefully , fingers taking hold of sunglasses to place them upon her FULL head of bright , shining hair. lips part to present herself – prepares for a pen & paper. only , neither are taken out & instead there’s a question. she needs seconds to process.

      then comes the reply – ❛ oh ! yes , i am ! actually , usually the line’s a LOT longer ! i think a lot of people are on vacation or something. but hey ! i’ve never seen you around here , are you new ? a student ? someone’s -- mom ? ❜

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ELIZA !

Eliza adjusts to living by herself near campus very, very slowly. She isn’t used to silence or having space for herself, always accommodating Peggy’s clothes littering every available surface and Angelica’s lipstick collection somehow making a home drowning her own. Such is a life with sisters, and it feels strange and too quiet, out here on her own, with no one to squabble with over who has a right to the last bag of doritos and no elbows in her ribs on the couch.

As such it is not wholly surprising nor unwelcome when the door yanks open before she has a chance to reach for the door knob and let herself out on her afternoon walk, and a bombshell blonde practically materializes on her door step.

Glinda Upton never fails to put a smile on her face, from the first time they meet at one event or another until now.  Too loud and glitzy for many of the others maybe, but to Eliza, there’s almost a sense of child-like wonder in the way Glinda preens and prances, bursting constantly with uncontainable energy. Eliza feels the absence of that energy within herself keenly, admires the way Glinda seems to shine like the sun.

“Oh?” Still, she feels the smile on her face, exasperated and indulgent of her friend as she steps aside to let Glinda in. Her walk can wait. “If I’ll never guess, I suppose you’ll just have to tell me!”

      DOOR IS CLOSED WITH A MOVEMENT OF THE HIPS , lithe hands reaching out to take ELIZA’S own. the grin only seems to pull at cheeks all the more as the quirky woman pulls the other toward the couch. shifting , the strawberry blonde positions the other to take a seat. all the while she remains standing , hands resting on small hips. a quick boop to the other’s nose before skittering over to stand in front of her. just a few FEET away.

      ❛ i was gonna let you guess , but it’s so important – it just CAN’T wait ! you are looking at – ❜ pause. this isn’t EXTRA enough. no , she has to find a way to deliver the information appropriately. ❛ hold on ! ❜ a quick fix of the locks , sunglasses tossed away without a care. hands move to float above & near her head. a common position when SINGERS belt out a note. lips part –

      no ! not right ! hands lower to adjust rosy dress. ❛ wait , wait -- ❜ THE PIANO ! moving away , the young woman places herself dramatically on the musical object. a deep breath is taken before she motions toward the other , voice coming out as a song.

      ❛ ♬ you are looking at the newest , most beautiful , TALENTED -- LEAD in the upcoming musical ! ❜ another deep breath. ❛ ♬ & my co - stars are so freakin’ hot ! though not as HOT as me ! ❜ a breath , twisting toward the woman with a GENUINE smile , & awaiting the appropriate response. CONGRATULATIONS & HUGS.

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elphie !

The first time Elphaba woke up to her roommate laying in bed next to her, she nearly had a heart attack. The two had barely gotten past the bitter bout of animosity that had been the beginning of their unlikely friendship, first of all. ( Eli was just starting to allow calling it that – after all, they’ve never had a friend before. Not really. ) Not to mention the fact that the woman was not used to casual physical contact. Her cheeks had felt so warm she would have sworn they were on fire! But Glinda was so peaceful looking & at least quiet for once, so how could she find the heart to wake her? 

The next morning was spent avoiding eye contact and sulkily munching on avocado toast.

Now when Eli wakes for her usual four am water break, she doesn’t even blink a tired eye at Glinda’s sleeping form. Braids knotted up into a bun and tied with a scrunchie, they trudge into the kitchen for their glass of water. A strange comfort is willfully ignored as she lays back next to her friend. Nope, not gonna address that! 

In any other situation being jostled awake by two small hands and a cheerful voice would make the woman contemplate violence. Instead a groan exits chapped lips, Eli flopping over to avoid the light that scolds her squinted eyes. “Why are you doing this to me?” Words are muffled into a pillow. As soon as it becomes clear that ( as per usual ) Glinda isn’t planning on giving up and letting her sleep, she sits up with clear reluctance. 

“Fiyero. Hooray.” Elphaba grumbles the words flatly, voice still rough with sleep. Tugging the scrunchie out of her hair, the long tendrils fall back against her shoulders as she finally gazes at her friend. Dark orbs blink once, twice. Something flutters in her stomach, and she has to will her thoughts back to Fiyero to distract from how pretty Glinda looks. 

“He’s an idiot.” She rasps half-heartedly, finally dragging herself off the bed. “Let’s see the dress…– it better not be pink.”

      PLAN SEEMS TO WORK , FIGURE MOVING TO SIT UP AT LAST ! the bright smile only seems to widen. in all honesty , giggles have to be suppressed at ELPHIE’S demonstration of counterfeit delight. okay , so perhaps the mention of the young man wasn’t the best idea. he wasn’t so bad. but more importantly , EVERYONE was going to be at this party & they were not about to disappoint all her fans -- friends. plus , how could the two of them possibly miss a chance to get DRUNK. cue an even more obnoxious GLINDA. oh no , they would NOT miss this opportunity.

      once off the bed , the blonde straightens. there’s a light bounce to her stance , EXHILARATION evident. hands quickly reach out , taking careful hold of the woman’s hair , to lay it over shoulders. a sweet screech slips between glowing lips. she always looks so -- BEAUTIFUL. & with a big , bright smile she looks it all the more. ah ! focus GLINDA !

      one final brush of fingers over her locks , a quick pat to keep them in place. a breath is taken , pout subsequently following as words process. NOT PINK. well , that’s mainly the color she has. aside from the occasional white & yellow , but really nothing looks quite as good as a gorgeous pink dress – plus , the only DRESSES she has are pink.

      ❛ he is – but ! you know what’s NOT an idiot ? & definitely not pink -- a rosé dress ! it’s PERFECT ! lemme get it ! ❜ there’s little time for the other to reply before she’s scurrying out of the room. a hop , skip to her bed & there lies the dress. beautiful – just like HER.

      clothing is collected into one hand , the other grabbing at her make - up , perfume , & anything else she’ll need to help her BEST FRIEND out. the process is quick , fear that if she leaves the roommate alone she might change her mind. things are tossed on the bed , excluding the dress that sits in her hands. peeking around it , she expects a SMILE to greet her.

      ❛ see ?! isn’t it the most BEAUTIFUL dress you’ve ever seen ? & i’m giving it to you. because i’m so nice. so , you can’t NOT wear a gift , ELPHIE. & i got perfume & the BEST lipstick ! ❜ there’s that squeal. ❛ i’m gonna make you look SO CUTE ! ❜

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      WHO WANTS TO BECOME POP-U-LAR ?! i’ll do these as soon as i can , might not be today.

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~ #39 ~

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Idina saying goodbye to Kristin during their last performance together

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      DAY BEGINS LIKE ANY OTHER , sun - kissed locks brush over pale shoulders. fingers rubs tired orbs , bright light from outside not quite reaching through tinted windows. shades keeping the place dark. hand drops to land gently -- though not on the BED. there’s a figure laying beside her , & now that she thinks about it – this isn’t is her room. this is not the first time , nor will it be the last. the young ACTRESS feels a certain comfort in this room , on this bed , near HER. friendship that’s all it is. so , when she has a bad night, the student has NO PROBLEM sneaking into the room & bed.

      despite this , the day is still young & the woman’s intentions are not to AWAKEN her roommate. as quietly as possible , which is a miracle in itself for the young one. lithe , nimble feet pull her toward the door. & once she’s on the other side of it , a deep BREATH & a bright smile pulls at rosé lips. with haste , she’s put to work. a shower , clothing , drying hair , make - up – in other words EVERYTHING necessary to start her day. of course each one is coupled with a solo , duet & a run of lines. the silence is officially broken , & process takes MUCH longer than necessary. as she needs to stop occasionally to take a look at herself , or purely getting caught up in a song.

      once done , the infamous GLINDA has on an amaranth colored dress & make - up to match. heels can wait until ELPHIE is ready to go ! hair is curled with a pink bow to complete. after several minutes of observing her reflection in the mirror , the next step is to be taken. waking up her BEST FRIEND !

      rushing back into the room , careful hands spread the curtains open to allow the light in. a hum slips between ROSY lips , thespian crawling on the bed to shake her awake.

      ❛ ELPHIE ! it’s time to wake up ♬ ❜ the classic tone playing on tongue. ❛ i have a GREAT plan for today ! we're gonna go to a party ! that – wait for it -- FIYERO’S throwing ! c’mon sleepy head ! i have the P E R F E C T dress for you ! & if it doesn’t fit you -- since you’re kinda short -- we can go SHOPPING ! ❜

      ofcommotions II s.c.

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      THE EXCITEMENT CANNOT BE CONTAINED WITHIN THE BLONDE. , screech slipping through plump , rosy lips. she has to tell someone before she explodes into a billion , little shining pieces. rushing to the shared home , her roommate isn’t present to hear the BIG NEWS , causing a gentle huff to come out of the woman. she honestly couldn’t wait to just get back to her apartment & sing how she’d just gotten one of the LEAD ROLES in the university’s musical – what was this one called ? WICKED ! no wait , that doesn’t sound right. oh well ! point is she’s a lead. how exhilarating ! & yet , she has no one to speak to. no one to pull into her excitement. a pity. but wait -- !

      a thought -- since the news cannot be shared with her BEST FRIEND , perhaps a visit to the pianist would do the trick. there’s always some kind of enjoyment in conversating with her. or rather , speaking as the ASIATIC WOMAN listens. it is asiatic now , right ? no matter ! it would never be brought up again. of course not , after all any discussion with the actress only involves – well , herself ! she would tell the other later. ELPHIE has to find out , after all.

      rushing out – not before quickly peeking at her reflection & admiring the beauty – the girl practically SKIPS through the hall & to her car. PINK ! the most adorable in the whole lot. within minutes she’s arrived at her destination , getting out with a pair of bright rose sunglasses. the occasional salutation given to people she knows , & frankly , those she doesn’t , before she stops. home's door. there’s no knock , though she does debate it for a second. no. door simply THRUSTS open , revealing the blonde in a pink dress. frilly. definitely frilly. glasses yanked off to reveal HAZEL colored eyes.

      ❛ ELIZA ~ ♬ ❜ the sing - song tone easily revealing the source. ❛ you will NEVER guess what happened today ~ ♬ ❜

      rapscallicns II s.c.

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      WHO WANTS TO BECOME POP-U-LAR ?! i'll do these as soon as i can , might not be today.

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      TAG DROP !