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"I don't want to labour in vain!" That defiant yell shattered the silence of those afterschool halls. Two teenagers were looking at a naturally-occurring page on a board branded Drama. "Come on Ryan, understudy ai not that bad." "Ariel, be realistic, the lead is Mr. Perfect-Attendance himself, George Woods. He's yet to become absent, ill or ill." "Stranger things have had and could happen." Ariel responded, smiling awkwardly. "Ya, odd just like how that elusive character slipped through my fingers. 'Oh woe is me! for I am undone'." Ryan spoke while turning his face to the heavens "Oh loss be profit, I wish it were so." "Save it Shakespeare, Selene is arriving." Ariel whispered, thumping his brow. "Oh good Moon, Selene, just how can it be the foul Mr. Perfect-Attendance has found favour in your sight. Whilst I your most humble servant have been left with a meager share," Ryan talked dangerously low. "About that.It's only that George fits the costume better." "I failed by cause of him fitting the costume better? What occurred to artistic virtue?! How about" "It got cut with the majority of the year's funding." "Budget?" He also raised an eyebrow. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but as stated by the student bulletin, this year's funding is much the same if not larger." "Well look at that moment." Selene said glaring at her nude wrist, "The VP wanted a phrase at only about three minutes ago. Ciao!" Selene rushed into to the closest room slamming the door behind her. "Selene, can not we talk more about that?" Ryan opened the door, "it's that I actually." Nobody has been in the area. "Ariel, didn't she go this way?" Ryan turned out to an empty hall. "Ariel? Alas! Have sanity and sight fled?" He looked at his watch, 17:45, "Nah. It's just late." Ryan started heading out of the college. Up...