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( 𝘨𝘪𝘧: 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘨𝘰 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵-𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 )

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( 𝘨𝘪𝘧: 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘨𝘰 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵-𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 )

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𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗛𝗔𝗗 𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗡 𝗨𝗣𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗔𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗚𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗔𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘.

A bubble of excitement surrounded the campers as ghost stories began to be whispered and shared with each other, which also created a layer of tension at the possibility of being scared by someone hiding behind a tree.

However, that wasn't the case for Chrissy Fletcher and EJ Caswell. The duo was stuck inside a tent, pouring over the Frozen scripts for the next day's read-through. The two had already been sat for an hour in silence, occasionally breaking it by consulting with each other. Chrissy's dark hair had cascaded in front of her face as her eyebrows were pulled down in concentration, completely oblivious to the glances EJ took of her, quietly memorising the crook of her nose and where her freckles dotted.

But soon she became fidgety, eyes slightly drowsy as the text blurred in front of her eyes. Trying to stiffle a yawn, the sides of EJ's eyes crinkled as he chuckled at the girl. "If you're tired, you can head to bed. I can finish what's left, it isn't much."

"No way, I'm not tired." Chrissy frowned, but EJ raised an eyebrow when she yawned again. "I'm not going to leave you to do it on your own. I know how much this means to you."

Nudging her foot beneath the table, a warm look glazed over him. "Go on, i can't have you drooling all over the script."

Knowing he wouldn't relent, she straightened her posture. "Look, why don't we make a deal ─ if I get us two coffees, I can keep working with you. Agreed?"

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