“Have you heard?” asked Carl Stickly, one of the ensemble dancers in the show Darrin was doing. It was the afternoon of the day after Brad’s football team’s big win. The one in which Brad had been the hero. Carl and Darrin were on break during a rehearsal.
“About?” Darrin asked before he opened a bottle of Perrier and took a deep drink.
“Allen and Tony,” Carl said, pointing to a group of dancers on the other side of the stage.
“What about Allen and Tony?”
“Allen asked Tony to marry him,” Carl said as he wiped sweat from his face with a towel. “And Tony said yes!”
“Wow,” Darrin said.
“It’s going to be during the holidays.”
“That’s pretty quick. Christmas is only a few weeks away. Why the rush?” Darrin asked as he began his stretches. Rehearsal would begin again in a few minutes.
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