Cleo stumbled over words, an awkward smile plastered over her face as the (reporters?) bombarded her with questions.
She'd only managed to get halfway down the red carpet without the social anxiety because she had Lily with her. Even then her mindset was "smile and wave", but she'd lost Lily in the tidal wave of celebrities leaving her to the wild beasts.
"Um, I can't really say what this season's gonna be about, but erm I think the audience will love it and-" Cleo slightly winced as the flash of a camera momentarily blinded her.
God this was hell.
"I-it's gonna be really cool."
Another tidal wave of questions arose, and Cleo feared she would drown in her awkwardness. She signed the contract, she's supposed to deal with the BS. No matter how blinding and uncomfortable.
Misha and Jensen, who spotted their fellow cast mate, noticed her struggle based of her fidgeting hands and obvious discomfort. They looked at each other, and having formed a basically psychic connection over the years of working together, came to a silent agreement.
Misha made his way over first while Jensen kept his eyes alert waiting for his cue as Misha appeared next to the flustered girl.
"Hey Cleo!"
His presence turned the (paparazzi?) towards him and Cleo slightly settled still feeling a bit out of place.
Jensen spotting his cue made his way over.
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Now all attention was off Cleo allowing her to slip off and find Lily.
Thanks guys, she thought as she ducked into the crowd of much more famous people.
