ALLISON’S POV
EIGHT MONTHS LATER
“Life after college sucks,” I grumble, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.
“Why do you say that?” Justin asks, staring at my laptop screen. We’re waiting for my manager to call, apparently to deliver news about an audition tape I submitted a month ago for a new HBO show.
I don’t even know why I auditioned. I just did it without thinking. What else am I supposed to do as a jobless, freshly graduated drama student with no prospects except commercials and the seventy-eight auditions I’ve already sent out?
“Katy is in Montreal,” I say, settling back down beside him. “She’s planning her life and doing a whole lot of things. Me? I’m just staring at my screen every day in your apartment, talking to myself occasionally and losing my mind. I actually pr
