[ WP ] You are in a Movie Genre , everyone else is in a different Movie Genre .


 “ Oh my goodness! Jack, look, this fellow here is a composer! ” Liam heaped in a sigh as he heard the exclamation about himself. Over pronounced gasps swept the subway train as others took note of this excellent news. The woman who had spoken behind him was joined by a jovial fellow wearing a fedora. A great smile was on this man ’ s face and he was staring at Liam as though Liam ’ s face were cast with gold. “ Well let me see that there song my good man! ” the man who must be jack exclaimed while reaching out physically towards Liam ’ s notebook. Liam turned his body and slipped the notebook into his coat to block Jacks overreaching arm from taking it. Immediate bewilderment etched itself on Jack ’ s face as he was turned down. 
 
 “ Well honey, it looks like this man needs to be cheered up. Why, he is so miserable, that he won ’ t even share his gift of music with the rest of us in this cabin. ” Jack told his significant other. 
 “ The gift of music has such miraculous power to heal the soul though Jack, why doesn ’ t he want to share? ” The girl asked as though heart broken. 
 
 “ Why maybe he doesn ’ t have a mother. ” Someone chirped up from a few rows back. 
 
 “ Let ’ s cheer him up! ” two people cried out simultaneously. 
 
 Liam groaned as music began playing from nowhere in particular. Jack began singing in a beautiful tenor voice, and in moments the entire subway car had joined him except Liam. The song was all about how music makes the world go round, and about how one can always confide in the friend known as music. Liam produced a flask from within his coat and cursed himself for not taking a cab to work today. Every few seconds one of the singers, who were all dancing at this point, would attempt to take Liam by the hand to make him join into the activities. 
 
 Liam had only managed to keep his sanity by staying perpetually drunk. As early as he could remember everyone in this world would break into dance and song at the drop of a hat. To make matters worse, every individual always knew not only the lyrics of the song, but also the dance routines. He had once boldly asked a teacher how everyone knew the song and dance and was met with a silly look followed by a song entitled “ Music wells up from within ”. The worst part was that Liam himself had a deep driving desire to write music. If he didn ’ t he seemed to go mad. He had once showed his songs and lyrics to others, but he was scolded for his work. It was too depressing they told him. No one would ever want to dance to that, they said. 
 
 “ Next stop, 45th and main ” the speakers called out, in a rhythm which just happened to the beat of the song. As the subway doors opened, Liam quickly attempted to make his way through the crowd who began to serenade him as he walked. Liam shot through the subway doors at the last moment and sighed in relief as the sound of the song faded with the departure of the subway. 
 
 Picking himself up off the ground he prepared himself mentally for the gauntlet he would face walking from here to work when he heard, “ Hey did you see how that guy almost didn ’ t make it off the subway in time? ” Liam screamed and began to run as he heard music begin again while another voice stated “ Lets sing about that! ” 
 

