Enemies Desire
The actors are too good to not demand attention.
"You like it, don't you?" I ask, resting a hand under my chin as I watch him.
"No, I don't," he says but his eyes don't leave the stage.
He shifts a little closer as if to watch more closely when Romeo climbs over the balcony and cups Juliet's face between his hands.
I smile to myself. Never did I expect to be watching this Shakespearean drama with Xavier Everest. We are more suited for Macbeth.
It wasn't my first choice either. Rose gave me the idea, saying that it will bother her brother and get me some much-needed entertainment.
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