 Yay, Hamlet! • Cathopper • Disney Fanatic • I was normal once...
After weeks of contemplating over this moment, Flynn was here, standing in front of Old Man Myers’ door, holding a WADA application that he had requested through the mail. He knew he still had a little less than a year to decide if he would apply to take courses at the university following graduation, but he was trying to decide IF this was what he wanted to do.
Didn’t WADA cost money to attend? Money he didn’t have.
Also, shouldn’t he get some more acting (possibly singing, if he considered going that route) lessons so he would be more than just okay-ish before diving head first into theatre courses?
So many questions and concerns, and only one person that could help him. Surprisingly, that one person was the same person he thought he would never end up liking. Six years later, and the old man grew on him.... shockingly.
He rolled up the application and used it to knock on the door.
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