You were at his house, trying to figure what play to perform, you actually giving suggestions, while he tried to look nonchalant, leaning against a chair and shoving his hands in his pocket. 'How about 'As you like it', or 'The Tempest?', you say, sighing in frustration as he had denied all your pats suggestions Why can't we do Juliet and Macbeth or something? You know, that's funny, seeing as there's no such thing!', you say, starting to get angry Whatever, just, pick something, dude.
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