There's something about getting something big off of your chest. At first you don't want to, as if you're afraid of what people will think. This causes you to bottle it up inside; anxiety build to the point where you can become sick. But once you do get it off, everything has a more vibrant, beautiful color to it.
Emily and Norman sat with the film crew watching one of Lauren and Steven's scenes. It was a slower episode. They had to decide what to do with Father Gabriel. It seemed like the whole episode was devoted to a single decision. Kind of like their whole morning was devoted to finding the courage to announce their relationship.
Emily slowly started losing color as the scene drew to a close. They did two more takes before Denise Huth, the shows producer, decided the scene was good. Denise wasn't picky about the scenes or the actors' jobs in the scenes, but when the set lights flicker in the first take and then die on take two, she wanted to reshoot. Denise never pressured the cast because they all did their best. She knew what to expect of them and was never let down by a performance.
"Hey, Norman gently nudged Emily, "You okay?"
"Hmm?" Emily said quietly.
"You're pretty pale," he said.
"Is it that bad?" Emily asked.
"Yeah. Need anything?"
"No, I'm just nervous. Really, really, friggin nervous," she sighed.
"Don't be," Norman wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and then moved it to her waist, "I'm with you all the way."
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Normily: After Effects
FanfictionAs the midseason finale wraps up for the winter break fans and a certain actor mourn the loss of a beloved character. While their shows relationship ends a real one sets in. Please note this is a work of fiction, sadly.
