Hey all you awesome readers!

Well, here's the next one. I don't like it much, but there are better installments down the road, don't worry your pretty little heads about anything, 'cause I got this.

I'm seeing Spring Awakening tomorrow, but (not going to promise anything though) you may see an update from me. I'm not ruling out that possibility.

:D

(Soft lights go up on a hotel room, somewhere else in the United States. Anthony slides slowly into a cushy leather seat. Adam throws his body onto one of the beds, moaning out a half-yawn, half-sigh.)

ANTHONY:

(murmuring) This tour…

ADAM:

(mumbles into pillow) Mmm?

ANTHONY:

(shaking his head) … is awesome. It is… I mean, the fun we have, the cast, performing… traveling around… it's awesome.

ADAM:
(almost inaudibly) Don't forget the RENTheads!

ANTHONY:

(yawning again) The RENTheads? The RENTheads are great!

ADAM:
(turning his head so Anthony can hear him) I love it… but seriously… it sucks.

ANTHONY:

We need a tour that has longer breaks between shows without being a year-long adventure. I miss my cats.

ADAM:

It's still great…when you hurry out of the theater and back to the hotel… as speedy as possible even though you're absolutely wiped… past the scores of stagedooring RENT nuts wearing plaid, plaid, plaid, plaid…

ANTHONY:

When you look past the crowds of inspired teenage kids clawing at you like animals, all wearing FORGET REGRET t-shirts…

ADAM:
Past the exhaustion, head colds, and sore throats.

ANTHONY:

(in a flash) What if we weren't center stage?

ADAM:
(tosses a pillow to Anthony, who tucks it under his head and sprawls onto the other bed) Like… what if we'd never been in RENT? Um… I'd be a personal trainer still… with a band and a guitar… and an album released in Tokyo. I wouldn't have met you…or lots of other people. Or had my kitchen remodeled and bought a dog that shits gold.

ANTHONY:
Shits gold? Oh my God…

ADAM:
(thinking) That would be so… different.
NO MORE –
WALKING INTO A ROOM WITH GIRLS
THROWING THEMSELVES AT YOU SCREAMING!

ANTHONY:
NO MORE –
DEALING WITH THE FANGIRLS AND THEIR STALKERISH PLOTS
OR SCARY WAYS OF SCHEMING!

ADAM:
NO MORE – FLASHING CAMERAS!

ANTHONY:
NO MORE – STAGEDOORS!

ADAM:
NO MORE- BEING UNABLE TO DO

ANYTHING WITHOUT BEING STOPPED FOR PHOTOS!

ANTHONY:
HELLO TO PEACE AND QUIET
LIVING – JUST ME AND MY CATS
HELLO TO NORMAL LIVING
CAN YOU IMAGINE, CAN YOU IMAGINE…

ADAM:

I CAN'T IMAGINE!

ANTHONY:
CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT?

ADAM:

NO MORE –
CLIMBING OVER SLEEPING PEOPLE
WHO ARE WANTING LOTTO SEATS

TO GET IN THE BUILDING!

ANTHONY:
NO MORE –

ADAM:
NOXIOUS FUMES – FROM FOG MACHINES

OR HEARING THE SAME SONGS

ANTHONY:
OVER AND OVER… EVEN WHEN YOU'RE SLEEPING!

ADAM:
NO MORE –

ANTHONY:
SNEAKING OUT…
NO MORE –

ADAM:
AUTOGRAPHS TO SIGN!
NO MORE-

ANTHONY:
MAKING A RUN FOR IT…

BOTH:
WHEN YOU SEE THE FANGIRLS COMING

AND THEY SCREAM AND CHASE YOU IN THE SNOW

WITH NO SHOES ON!
HELLO TO A LIFE WITHOUT STRESS
AND FANS THAT ARE SOMETIMES BRATS
HELLO, WOW NORMAL LIVING…

ADAM / (ANTHONY):
CAN YOU IMAGINE (I CAN'T IMAGINE)
CAN YOU IMAGINE (I CAN'T IMAGINE)
CAN YOU IMAGINE (THAT?)

ANTHONY:
NO MORE –

ADAM:
SLEEPING PILLS!

BOTH:
NO MORE –

ANTHONY:
OR ADVIL!

BOTH:
NO MORE – ANYTHING BUT A SIMPLE LIFE!

ANTHONY/ (ADAM):
WE'RE LIVIN' IT UP (LIVIN' IT UP)
WITHOUT FANGIRLS (NO MORE FANGIRLS)

BOTH:
WE WERE NEVER IN RENT…

IMAGINE THAT!

(They pause, laughing.)

BOTH:

HELLO TO OUR DEAR RENTHEADS
WE ARE HERE TO STAY

ANTHONY:

I STILL GET TO LIVE WITH MY CATS

ADAM / (ANTHONY):
BUT WE'RE STILL IN RENT (FOREVER RENT)
SO MUCH TIME SPENT (MONTHS AND MONTHS SPENT)

BOTH:
CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT?

That... wasn't that funny. :( Sorry! I tried, guys... I really did.