Curtain Call

Submitted by Julia:

I met Brad at a casting call in college for a musical theater adaptation of Shakespeare's Twelfth Night.  He seemed passionate, talented, and really into me, so we traded numbers and agreed to be in touch.

His idea for a first date was to break in to the theater after closing hours, which sounded risky and fun.  He played it up to make it sound as though we were doing something really daring.

When we met up for the date, I asked him how we were going to make it inside, as the doors were locked.  He pulled a key out of his pocket.  I asked him how he had a key to the theater, and he said that in addition to being an actor, he was a tech who worked backstage before and that the stage manager gave him a copy.  Brad was allowed to go in whenever he wanted.

So... slightly less daring than I had anticipated, but still, I kept an open mind for fun.  He opened the door and we slipped inside.

He closed the door behind us.  It was pitch black, with the exception of an occasional dim exit sign.

"Lights?" I asked him, just before I felt his hands on my chest and his mouth on mine.

I pushed him away and told him to back off a bit.  He came at me again, but I was able to dart away, keeping low, feeling out between rows of seats.

"Come on," he called after me, "It's just a bit of fun.  I promise I'll behave from here on out."

I shouted in a direction away from where he was, "Turn the lights on."

"No."

I was able to sneak my way back around to the entrance from where we came in.  I opened the door and busted out of there.  I thought I heard him yell, "Hey!" after me, but I was out the door and gone, gone, gone.

I ended up in the play and he ended up disappearing from the stage crew after that.