you were both in a theatre program. Both messing about. Both of you hated each other, but still decided to mess about.

There was a play on. An original play. The main characters? Ryan and some girl named Vanessa..but Vanessa had a heart attack and cannot take part. Next best person? You. A male. But feminine enough.

You were practicing, the teacher in the room with you.

Ryan was reading his lines. "I'll help you away, I'll take you with me"

You'd read yours. "I can't, my father..he-"

This part was meant to be a kiss. But both of you paused. You hadn't rehearsed this. The teacher looked at the two of you.

Madame facil: "practice? Non? Do I have to take you step by step?..gahh.."