bro imagine being one of the fucking warblers in Glee like… you’re just vibing being a well renowned show choir then this random ass kid shows up, kills your bird, sings a gay duet, and then ditches only to bring your star singer with him

thEn if that’s not enough the guy who leads your choir the next year is borderline obsessed with the two that left and then after THAT the new choir president or whatever makes yall do steroids when all any of y'all wanted to do was sing some acapella