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cautionfangirl121400  asked:

Can you do a Connor one where the s/o is a major theater nerd? Love your writing!

thank you!

•You had been introduced to theatre when you were small , so you just had a naturally love for it. The first musical you had ever heard or listened to was Wicked. You just loved Elphaba, you loved how strong she was and how she chased what she wants. From there on, you lived theatre, musicals, plays, rehearsal, everything.

•You had easily transitioned from band class to theatre class in high school. You had played trumpet, and was quite good but your interests were taking you in a different place, and why not? You had picked up a good sense of rhythm from the band class, luckily, and you carried that on with you.

•You were already Connor’s girlfriend, so people thought you were weird. You didn’t really get it because Connor is amazing but you were trying to find your place with people who were like you and still have a good relationship with Connor.

•And your wish had come true, you had a lot of friends from theatre class. You had a lot of inside jokes with them. You hate to say it, but Connor was kind of jealous

•Connor supported you all the way through it. Every rehearsal and performance, he was there. Even if he hated the music, he loved his girlfriend

•You made him dress as Heather Chandler. He’ll never tell anyone how you got him to do it.

•He actually got to know all of the theatre kids, he was always there anyway. He is glad to say that he actually has friends now.

•He was jealous of the guy who playing Usnavi when you got the female lead as Vanessa in “In The Heights,” He did not want to see anyway kiss you like the way he does.

•He actually considered going into the theatre class. He was always a poet and that has a connection, right?

•Your voice is just angelic to him. He can’t get enough of it or you.

Skipping Stone
Transit
Skipping Stone

I’m getting good at saying goodbye, 
But I’ve always been better at believing
That you’re better off

Wherever you go, 
Go with all your heart
Worn out, and broken in
Like hand-me downs
And every memory
Is like a skipping stone
You’ll never understand
How long it took the tides 
To bring them back to us

I’m getting good at saying goodbye,

And we grow into those sadder songs

And leave out love behind, 
In every single line.

Maybe that’s the only place it can really live
But you could never understand (you don’t care x2)
You would never understand (you don’t care x2)

Wherever you go(x3)
Every memory, 
Is like a skipping stone
You’ll never understand 
How long it took the tides
To bring them back to us.

And we grow into those sadder songs
And leave out love behind, 
In every single line.

I’m getting good at saying goodbye.