So I'm doing a theater production
Okay, that's cool and all
But it turns out my FUCKING CRUSH IS DOING IT TOO
That's fine...okay...
That is until we split into groups
And guess who is in my goddamn group?
My crush!
What are the odds? This is like some cheesy movie where the dorky nobody gets stuck in the same group as their crush and doesn't know how to handle themselves
It's almost as if the universe is saying: "come on you useless lesbian, make a move!"
But jokes on the universe: I can't even form words around her
So now every rehearsal is eternal screaming and pain and my gay ass is enjoying it
