Request something. I'm in a bad mood. So I'm going to write some depressing shit that kind of happened to me in real life, except not because I'm not Christine or a girl but I'M ANGRY SO WHAT THE FUCKING HELL! I don't even ship this but whatever. 

I'm really pissed. Also, anyone wanna rp? 

Christine loved play rehearsal, as everyone knows. She loved the rush of her heart in opening night, the sad, bittersweet end of closing night. Cast parties were fun, but she loved being on the stage. 

And today was the day that the roles were posted for their new play, Annie Get Your Gun. She has auditioned for the lead of course, and she almost always got the role she wanted. 

She was really excited this year because she loved all of Annie's songs, she was looking forward to "Anything You Can Do," she smiled, hoping that Jeremy got the male lead, Frank.

Said Jeremy ran up to her, "Don't be upset," he said holding up his hands.

 "Why would I be upset?"

 "Well, they just posted the roles, and you for Annie's-"

 " I got Annie?!? " Christine was so excited she hugged Jeremy, giving him a wet kiss on the cheek.

 "Wait! Woah, no you didn't get Annie. You're her understudy."

 She removed herself from Jeremy. 

 "Understudy? Understudy!"

She began to get louder as she started yelling at Jeremy, "I am Christine Caligula, I don't understudy! I am the lead! I make art! I don't memorize the lead's role. all the music, all the blocking, all the lines, four teams 2% chance that she gets sick!"

 She started to cry and hugged Jeremy, giving him another kiss on the cheek. He held onto her as she wept at the injustice.

When she finally calmed down, she pulled away from Jeremy, asking, "Who did you get?"

 "Man number three in scene five an-"

 "Oof," she hugged him because that was even worse than being an understudy.

 "And Frank's understudy."

 She kissed him because she was wrong, there was nothing worse than being an understudy.

This is really short and really crappy. But writing is now I deal with stress so whatever.