The perks of being in a relationship | thoughtsfromacynic
Sophie was sitting backstage. “Five minutes, mademoiselle.” She took a deep breath. What was wrong with her today? Everything hurt and her throat was sore; her ankle didn’t heal and she felt irritated. Grantaire was late, he was supposed to be there ten minutes ago, what if her pianist wouldn’t come?
The pain was unbearable. Sophie took a handful of painkillers and shoved them down her throat. The sore throat wasn’t good for singing. She reached for another box of pills and took five. With one move she threw a used pregnancy test into a bin. Where was he?