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The blonde set up the camera, nerves running through her veins but this was her chance to escape her house, how could she say no to that? So she set up her camera and began scribbling down a small script for her audition.
After a couple of minutes she came up with an entire script, and reread it a few times, scrapping some of it, then.. She pressed record.
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"𝙾𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑... 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚍!" She muttered, but shook her head and submitted the video with a short, professional email. Leaning back in her chair she whined softly, her hands tangling their way into her hair.
After a long two days of waiting, she got a conformation email and the next day a intern and a lawyer were at her door. She grabbed her bags and quickly hurried towards the door. "𝚆𝚘𝚠... 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚒.. 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠!" Her father shouted from the table, she paused, was she really doing this?
"𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜." Trinity responded, not looking at her father, even as a glass crashed into her side, leaving a small gash. Before her father could say anything, the blonde shook her head and muttered a small 'see you soon' as she quickly walked out the door.
