Alison was only allowed that small recording booth and say no-more. Sammy Lawerence was a glare she could not erase from her view. All he did was dismiss her as she started recording the lines. What was he thinking? Alison didn't think she had it in her to try and become "good talent". Her voice sounds like it was out all day on the streets. But it also wasn't like Alison smoked a pack of cigarettes a day, no matter how hard she wished she could. No the studio would notice.
The story of an intern going to a voice actress... she didn't like when Mr. Blackman tried his finest tricks. She had begun to know all of them by now. Ones such as when he tried to send those letters out to everyone but Susie. What woman did she have for patience?! Well, Alison wasn't the one who was having a baby.
Still, the warning from Norman wasn't enough to ease her fears. It was supposed to be a small internship.. but clearly now she was getting paid and she was here for a while. Sometimes, if she would be lucky enough, would get home at 10:00. PM. But sometimes it would go as far as 12:00 AM. Her heart was growing colder and smolder. It wasn't going to responde to how much of a threat it called to her the time she would get home and barely have the time to stare at her family.
She wanted to leave. She wanted to quit. But now she felt like she was stuck where she shouldn't be. Her head was cloudy!
"Hey! We're all tired! But you're the only one complaining!"
Sammy had a point. This time Mr. Blackman came here and stared at the booth. She winced, why did she tell her child such an issue? That was a grown-up thing! She didn't want those tears to escape. They were tears for her husband and not Mr. Blackman!
"I have a pertinent my lord!"
"My lady I have a golden owl's hoot of whether or not you want this lovely jewel!"
She glared long and hard. It was just so stupid! Susie Campbell got to have maternity leave but Alison Connor was left to deal with her boss's tricks all by herself? The gall of.. life.
"Oh and well?"
"Now send it back."
Sammy looked desperate. His little sheep wasn't here anymore and Mr. Blackman stared into the walls.
"Now send it back! You heard me!"
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The Black Butterfly
Mystery / ThrillerThe Police are looking into the missing Henry Stein. Among them is Richard Mickman. Joey and Susie had an argument. He accidently kills her and tosses her body into the ink machine. Alison Pendle is being overworked. Susie isn't being overworked en...
