Disclaimer: I don't own the wonderful show Joan of Arcadia, I don't own the genius work of Les Misérables, and I most certainly don't own God's comment on the latter in the former.
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Joan looked blankly at the Internet window. The chorus auditions for 'The Love of Zombies' were the next day, and she had no idea what to sing. She highly doubted she could sing. She thought back to what God had said to her in the halls. What was that rambling while he avoided her questions? Hadn't he mentioned something…a place where she could find a song…? That was it! God told her what she was supposed to sing! But…what was 'Lay Miz'?
Dubiously, Joan typed it into a search engine. To her surprise, 15000 site links were found, all pertaining to something called Les Miz. She selected the first result, but it only served to confuse her further. Sighing, and figuring that she was told to try out for this thing for a reason, so it probably wouldn't matter if she got up there and sang 'Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star', Joan minimized the window and went down for dinner.
In all the excitement and nerves of the next few days, Joan completely forgot that the computer monitor was just off, and that the computer itself was still running. She would not discover the window again for about a week, and by that time the play would be over. The neglected musical would be non-consequential by then, and she would think nothing of it.
But God had mentioned Les Misérables, and God never does anything for no reason.
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Ah! Really short, I know. But it's just a prologue, after all. Unfortunately, I am VERY weighed down at this stage in my life. Midterms are coming up and even without them it's near impossible to find any time to sleep, much less write. So…updates may be just a little slow. Yeah. Bear with me here. I'll update…eventually…
