For some reason, broadway felt silent. It was after a Saturday night show you had to cover, and Josh was working the night too.

You had already packed up, and we’re waiting outside of Josh’s dressing room to go back to the apartment. Everything felt so..still. So perfect when you preformed..and especially when you were with him.

Your goal never was to get a boyfriend. Your goal was to make it to broadway, and to live your dream, and you did, and on the way, you met the love of your life.

Had you ever thought someone would love you? No. Were you glad someone so amazing did? Yes.

“Ready?” Josh asked, knocking you out of your trance.