"I know. Just like Mr. Forrest is to you," Clementine said with a smile.
"Hey! How did this come back to me?" Cassie Aldrin yawned, pulling the covers tighter as she rolled over to face the wall.
Seeing this, Clementine didn't press the issue. She just huddled under the covers, lost in her own thoughts.
What she didn't know, however, was that while she had hogged the spotlight in the livestream tonight, all the buzz that followed had been stolen by Ivy Holden.
After a night's rest, the production team arranged for everyone to head back right after breakfast the next morning.
Clementine was still finishing a bottle of drinkable yogurt when her agent ran over, phone in hand, and said in a panic, "That show you auditioned for? It fell through!"
"Which one?" Clementine asked, a bad feeling creeping in.
"Joel Cheney's *Apocalypse Charm*!" The agent's brow furrowed deeply.
