#tapdancingduval

PM: Hey Eli, probably best to just let the whole Morgan thing go. Y'all ain't ever gonna be friends and having enemies is too much work. Just let her go hers and you go yours. My mom always says this thing Noah, she says, do you want to be right or do you want to be happy. Being happy is a thing you gotta choose. What someone says about or to you is about them not you, at least until you make it about you by buying in.

[left for @tapdancingduval on Tuesday, 2/2]

Text: Missed you at coffee. Everything ok?

PM: Your audition was amazing. Leave it to my brother to make Danger Zone actually sound beautiful.

PM: You know most days I see you in the halls, here other people talking about you and all I can think I can think is that you are everything I'm supposed to be, everything I'll never be able to be. And I'm jealous as hell, not gonna lie. Today, thinking about you is just making me mad as hell. Spitting mad. It's making me think that a world that confuses the hell out of me, is even more confusing. What Goddamned good is this system if it makes you an empty, heartless, self-centered asshole?

Hello Sir. I'm hearing through the grapevine that you're our new faculty advisor for the dance club. Are there going to be auditions? I'm Noah Duval. Kind of co-captained the dance club back in the day, but when the captain left the school things seemed to kind of fizzle. I'm excited to see the club get invigorated again.

Text: Have I told you how much I love you lately? I feel like I should know poetry or something, but I don't. I don't have any fancy words to tell you how my heart feels.

PM: Yeah, this is me checking in. Tell me to stop doing it if it's annoying. How are you?