put it on a sick beat

Darcy smirked at her friend as she sat down. “I’m pregnant,” she said, matter-of-factly. “It’s a girl, and yes,” she added, taking a Twizzler from him, “you are the father.”

Steven snorted as he laughed and bumped his shoulder against Darcy’s, “Well shoot, I should’ve heeded the warnings about holding hands with girls. Cooties and all that.” He looked at the list of names, “I really hope you aren’t thinking of naming our immaculately conceived child Doris.That’d be a rough life,” He scanned the list some more, “And I mean Mary’s way too on the nose.” 

Darcy looked up from the baby names website she was on when she heard someone call her name. “Over here!” she called out, before turning back to scroll through the list she’d found of the most popular girls names from 1935.

Steven carried his newly purchased pack of Twizzlers through the theater as they were on break. He called out for Darcy, wanting to chill with her for a bit. When he heard Darcy reply, he followed the sound toward his roommate. Steven eyed Darcy’s computer as he sat down next to her. He held a bag of Twizzlers out to her “Um... what’s with the baby names?” He asked, his voice riddled with confusion.

“We have to bring something?” Will winced. “Even mashed potatoes is a bit above my skill level. I’m at the point where I microwave pizza and call that cooking.”

“Oh, maybe not? I just assumed because it’s a potluck? I might be wrong. Hmm. Maybe just bring something store-bought? Like cookies or wine or something?”

Meet the  A L B R I G H T S

Eliza Albright: art gallery curator. 43. Michaela Conlin.

Sadie Albright (nee Jovick): preschool teacher. 41. Jessica Capshaw.

Steven Albright: professional guitarist/orchestra member. 24. Booboo Stewart.

Paisley Albright: dental hygenist. 22. Amanda Arcuri.

 steven is adopted. he grew up in ferndale, michigan with his moms eliza and sadie albright. 

he has a guinea pig named clyde. 

steven is most definitely a hufflepuff.

he has one tattoo, his roommate and friend talked him into it, and it’s a small treble clef on his ribs on the left side.

steven loves music, he can play 4 instruments very well (guitar, trumpet, saxophone, and piano) and enjoys playing around with other ones. when he was little he wanted to be a music teacher. 

he is a pisces. 

steven likes being in bands and ensembles. he played in a punk band in high school. he looked the part, but didn’t have the right attitude and got replaced. 

he is 6′0″ tall and lanky, he’s all arms and legs.

“Ew, get that away from me,” June reeled back her hand from her fellow castmate - realizing a little too late that her response could’ve come off as rude, “I mean, uh, it’s not that bad. I just- Well, uh… Sorry, it’s been a long day, mercury retrograde is totally getting to me.”

“Oh c’mon, it doesn’t smell that bad,” Steven said teasingly as he slid his lunch, kimchi fried rice from a place by his apartment, closer to him and further from June. He took another bite as she spoke again. He shrugged, “Nah don’t worry about it. I know rehearsal was a beast this morning. We had to play that one phrase like a million times. I thought my fingers were gonna fall off at one point.”

Orchestra

Six

Jagged Little Pill

Head Over Heels

Beetlejuice

Dear Evan Hansen

Chicago

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