I’m not mad that the dirty dancing remake producers had a chance to make a movie about Baby and Johnny’s teenage daughter (ALYSON STONER BITCHES) exploring her recently deceased father’s legacy at the resort where he got his start and met her mother (who’s totally a doctor now) while also discovering a romantic interest (*cough* Adam Sevani *cough*) of her own and trying to get her grieving widowed mother to understand her and vice versa. She’s surrounded by people, by dancing, by her passion, and yet she can’t really feel anything and no one can really understand her because they only one who did is gone now. And she’s got to do all this while trying to come to terms with her dad’s death. I’m not mad. I’m writing that fan fiction now. I’ll fix this everyone don’t worry.