YOU — “Hey, be honest with me. Do you *really* think you can turn this place into a dance club?”
ACELE — The girl looks at you for a long moment, mouth pressed into a thin line. Her pocket bulges with the tape recorder and contact mic.
Slowly, she casts her gaze around the church— its cracked ribs and crooked spine, the mound of snow piling in through the broken window like a scab over an open wound. Somewhere in the rafters is a maw threatening to swallow all of it.
SHIVERS — This place will not even survive the coming spring.
SHIVERS — AND YET.
ACELE — Her gaze continues around the chapel, taking in the lights and the dust motes tremoring to the thunderous beat. In one corner, Soona looks up from her work, her foot tapping along to the music. Opposite her, Noid and Tiago seat themselves on one of the church’s ribs, carving figures into the wood and talking in low voices. And in the center of it all, Andre is dancing, face flushed with exertion, arms flailing to the beat as Egg Head cheers him on. They pay no mind to the doom hanging over their heads.
Acele’s eyes linger on Egg Head’s beaming face for a moment before they return to you. She smiles wryly and shrugs her shoulders.
“I don’t know. But it would be pretty cool, don’t you think?”
EMPATHY — She wants it so badly. It takes all of her courage just to dare to hope for it.
YOU — “…You were right.”
ACELE — “About what?”
YOU — “People are sweet.”
ACELE — Her smile widens. Above her head, in the rafters, a two millimeter hole in the world pauses its growth for an imperceptible moment.
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Glinda lowering her glasses here is such a small acting choice, yet I think it's cute how she delivers the only line in the show that explicitly recognizes Elphaba as beautiful because of her skin and not in spite of it while looking at her directly and not through those green lenses. Glinda sees her for who she is, and thinks the world of her 💚🩷✨
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Without the rave community I never would have met my people
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