'And I, Your Little Ruth' by Ravyn LaRue

I had
The most remarkable dream in ages
Last night
And I didn't want to wake up
Because it was so phenomenal
And I wanted it to happen in real life
Though it'd only further solidify
My backwards looking mindset
And my super senior status
But nevertheless
I had gotten a call or something
From Briggle
And he said,
"It happened again!"
And I said,
"What did?"
And he said,
"My first choice Ruth backed out!"
And I felt my heart flutter, and I bit my tongue quick, then said,
"Oh no! That's too bad-"
I let my voice trail, subtly (although probably not) lowering the pitch
And he said,
"Could you, by chance, meet me in the Lehr?"
And I don't even think I answered or hung up the phone
I just materialized in the beautiful purple black-box
The next thing I knew, I was handed a script, annotated in his writing
And I was learning lines and songs, half of which were once already memorized
And I remember thinking,
"This is the greatest thing ever- I'm so happy to be in a show again!"
And I remember thinking,
"I will be so much better than last time, I've grown into my quasi-contralto, and I'm more confident-"
And then my dream caught up a tad and made it into future tense as I thought,
"And at least this time I'm older in years (not birthdays, obviously) than Fredric, so-"
And I was right, the rest of the cast were Babies, aside from Briggle, of course
And the Mabel, who wasn't Berit, was singing well
And Maddey, who was the stage manager, stopped her and claimed she wasn't good enough
And Briggle and I looked at one another, indicating
"She was doing splendidly, Maddey is just needlessly picky-"
And just as I went to spring melodramatically from behind the curtains
I was woken bloody up
Leaving me to wonder
What did my costume look like?
Did I know any of the cast?
Why did he choose me when he has other alumni?
(The lattermost question was also asked of Joey with Queertopia)
And most importantly, and most pathetically-
Why can't this happen in real life?