And if you don’t know, HBO makes filthy films that make everyone uncomfortable. Game of Thrones, Euphoria, a whole lineup of shows I respect as an aspiring actress but absolutely side-eye as a normal human being.
“My relationship is not filthy.” I snap, then drop my eyes back to my lines. I wouldn’t even be sitting here rehearsing with him if Justin didn’t suggest it, saying it would help me act out the scenes better. I’m starting to regret taking that advice.
“So…you never really told me how you auditioned for this movie.” He starts again. “You have no rep, no agent, and I know there was a bit of an insider audition so…spill.”
I don’t look up. “Someone told me about it.”
“Or booked you the role?”
My fingers tighten around the paper. Slowly, I lift my head slowly to his smug face. Doe
