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“Juliet, my dear cousin, for what reason were you awake so late last night? I saw the candlelight flicker out, only once dawn had arrived.” Tybalt questioned.
“Tybalt, I’m sure you are aware I am to be wed soon, correct?” Juliet said softly. “I was. . . simply thinking.”
“. . . Hm. Well, I suppose I have nothing much to do, so I am off to the training grounds. Farewell for now, dearest cousin, god be with ye.”
Juliet only smiled in return.
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You awoke to the sound of a rock hitting your windowsill. It’s late, moon high in the sky. Have you really been sleeping all day? Also. Who exactly was outside? You sit up on your bed, stretching until your back pops, then slowly brace yourself for the cold stone floors. Hold on.
Stone?
Your house had vinyl fake wood flooring. You were a poor college student with no money. Where did the stone come from. OH GOD DID YOU GET KIDNAPPED.
Ok, calm down.
You are alive. And breathing. And panicking. And whoever was outside your window just hit it again.
Ok.
Get up. Look.
…
Is that fucking Romeo from Romeo and Juliet. Are you dreaming? What the fuck.
“Oh, Reader! Might I inquire you to answer where Juliet may be?” Romeo shouted, not subtle, very loud, isn’t someone gonna catch him? I thought that was the whole point of the book? What the hell?
“. . . the fuck?”
“. . . my lady?”
“. . . she's where she always is. uh. yeah. "
“Thank you!”
And he ran off. Cool. Now, let’s figure this out.
So. You went to sleep. And you woke up in Romeo and Juliet.
Great.
. . . What now?
. . .
You think for a bit. You finished the book a while ago, but you only somewhat remember what happened. Tybalt died though, which was absolutely tragic. He was kinda a hottie though. Wait. . . if you were here then. . .
But you couldn’t do it too obviously. You had to plan this out. He wouldn’t just fall in love with you. Ooh! Enemies to lovers could be cute. . . Were there consequences while you were here?. . . could you go back?
Well. You need to start working on this plan.
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Tybalt awoke, early dawn. Visiting Juliet, going to the training grounds, had all been normal. But. . . was that tower always there? There was a second tower on the other side of the Capulet grounds, with pink curtains and small flowers peeking through the bricks. A large carved arch decorated the simple arched door that led into the tower.
They seem insufferable.