The Play

It was the night of the big play. Countless hours had been put into organizing this. Hours of painting sets, memorizing lines, learning dance moves and rehearsing songs. Currently, while Caoimhe and Beth desperately made sure every last detail was correct, you enjoy a pre-show cigarette outside, watching a steady stream of parents, students, older siblings, teachers and more flood into the big theater where the play will be happening.

"Big audience," Daniel notes. "How are you feeling?"

"Pretty good," you nod, taking a long drag of your cigarette. "It'll be fine. It's a fucking school play, who gives a shit about it?"

"Exactly," Ben nods.

"I gotta say, you do look a little bit nervous," Lukas chuckles.

"Lot of people," you note quietly. "I really only tried to start this thing to get laid."

You check your watch, realizing it's about time to get in there and get started.

"Alright, I should head in," you say.

"Cool," Daniel says. "We're going to drink what's left of the Vodka and find seats in the back."

"Good luck," Lukas says, patting you on the back. "Don't fuck up too badly, yeah?"

You nod, as the three head off around the side of the theater hall.