(n) the realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you anymore

It was graduation when it happened. She was on the stage. Beca stopped hand trapped before her hand could rise towards the outstretched hands. Eyes were on here as she froze on stage. This was her life.

Chloe waited at the bottom of the stairs, ignoring the ushering forward. They would do this together.

LA, her only goal, wasn't important, not like she thought it did

College. Friends. Music. Chloe.

This was her life. Ignoring the line of handshakes, jumping from the stage, she surprised the redhead with a kiss, a silent promise of a life yet to be explored.