WIP WEDNESDAY
Guess who’s finally done first round edits 😎 chapter 8 is not far off the horizon everybody clap and cheer
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“I don’t like musicals,” she repeated dumbly, her nerves growing worse and worse as Marcia kept staring.
“...okay? Don’t do the show then. What are you telling me for?” Marcia asked finally, crossing her legs and leaning forward, resting her elbows on her knees.
Anetra turned back towards her desk, not wanting to meet Marcia’s eyes. “You like them. Musicals, I mean.”
“Yeah, I do, but I know not everyone does and that’s.” Marcia shrugged. “Fine. I guess. Weird, but fine. But to be honest, I don’t know where you're going with this.”
Anetra let out a frustrated groan. Talking to Marcia shouldn’t be this fucking difficult. She was regretting breaking her metaphorical vow of silence.
