Quiet on Set (Jenlisa)

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THIRD PERSON POV

Remember that tension we talked about in the previous chapter? Yeah let's just remember that and apply it to exactly what was happening right now.

Lisa's parents were at the end of the table with their younger daughter to their side while Lisa and Jennie sat on the opposite end of the long table that was atleast twenty feet long for some reason. White table cloth hung to the floor while candles were lit along the table, decorated perfectly with white plates and glasses, awaiting to be served by the famous Chef Ari who was gathering everything to bring over.

"Where is Ms Soon-rye?" The woman asked

"I don't know."

"How can you not know where yor own agent is? God I knew that woman was a mess when I hired her. Best in the world they said."

"Don't talk about Soon-rye like that." Lisa hissed.

"Lower your voice with me, Lisa." The girl's mother said in a stern manner.

Lisa's eyes narrowed to the woman, almost as if she was planning her death with her eyes. But she stayed silent and sunk deeper into her seat, crossing her arms against her chest.

"Sit up straight, you'll ruin your back." Her father said.

"Sorry." Lisa mumbled before adjusting herself again.

Another confused stick hit Jennie behind her head as she frowned, a second time hearing Lisa apologize for a small thing yet it was only to her father.

"What films are you working on?" The man asked.

"A project with Jennie-"

"Who is that?"

"Her?" Lisa said as she pointed to the
brunette, Jennie's cheek immediately burned red.

"Hmm, I was wondering why she was here." The man said.

"Why is she here?"

"We have to liv-"

"It's closer to the studio so we agreed to stay a house together so it doesn't mess up our timing for filming." Lisa cut the girl off.

"Interesting. I always assumed you'd live alone." The man said.

"Yeah well, you always assume wrong." Lisa mumbled before hooking her fingers around the glass of wine and bringing it to her lips.

"What was that!?"

"Nothing." Lisa shrugged.

Jennie took in a deep breath before rubbing her temples slightly, looking between Lisa and her parents who still held their intense stare.

"What are your other projects."

"I'm not working on any other, just one-"

"What!?" They both gasped.

"What's wrong with only focusing on one movie?" Lisa asked.

"What else are you supposed to do with that extra time?"

"Um.. Have a life? Have fun and not stress myself out before I'm 30?" Lisa asked.

"You'll have fun when you retire." Her mother mumbled before sipping on her own wine.

"When is your series coming out?"

"You.. You know about that?" Lisa asked, there was some smoothness to her voice. Almost as if she smiled with her words to know that they were following her life.

"Yes. I had a trip down to the Antarctic last year when you were filming and your director told me you were the lead." The man said.

The crushing pain came back again, but this time it came with questions force, knocking at her lungs and holding her ribs, yet Lisa showed no emotion. She felt that pain inside and didn't flinch.