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Mike is the new kid in school, he knows it but can't escape the judging state of the boy next to him.
"You're Mike, right?"
Mike nods.
"Do you like dnd?"
Mike nods again, blushing slightly now.
"How about Audrey Hepburn?"
"I guess."
"Harry Houdini?"
"Uh...yeah?"
"Croquet?"
"Yes."
"Can you swim?"
"...no."
"Dance?"
"No.."
"Do you know karate?"
"No."
"You're never gonna make it."
The boy, Will, leans forward in his desk.
"I don't wanna make it, I just wanna..."
Mike's interrupted by an epic guitar solo that blasts through his eardrums, turning him instantly emo.
His hair turns a bit greasy and darker in color, and suddenly he's donning a red tie and black outfit, with way too much eyeliner.
Mike wakes in a cold sweat, sitting straight up before realizing but was just a dream.
"Oh god."
He turns his head and stares at his still sleeping husband in bed next to him.
He lets out a sigh of relief, glad he hadn't been blasted emo in real life.
Then Nancy enters the room.
"Hey, Mike, can I borrow your piano? I've gotta practice."
"Uh, sure."
Mike stands up and gestures downstairs, Nancy dashes away quickly and Mike starts to dress for the day.
Then Nancy plays a G note on the piano and something breaks in Mike's (cold) heart, his emo senses are tingling.