Death By Sprite
So the preview performance of my play was last night. Invitation only, mostly friends and family. Which in this case meant my grandmother and one of my friends with her family.
The worst thing that happened was that I spilled Sprite on my overalls backstage, so it would have looked like I maybe wet myself were it not for the second-best thing that happened, which was the hair dryer they had in the ladies' dressing/makeup/rouge room.
The best thing that happened was that my kissing scenes scared my friend's little sister away from me for life.
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