• Female Y/n •
Man. Three interviews gone and one more to go. "So tired!" I groan. The brunette beside me chuckles, "You're tired? You've had a nap on the way to every interview."
"I'm serious Lizzie, I'm shattered." I tell her annoyed. The woman sniggers. I look at her confused, "Wha?" I ask her rolling her ice. She looks at me, "Shattered." She mocks my British. I sigh, "Screw you." I tell her as we walk into the platform seeing the interviewer.
After a while the of talking with the interviewer, she says, "So do you just get right in there?" I smile, "Erm, yeah I get in the scene I'm in the um..spot haha!" I tell her trying my hardest not to laugh.
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