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The studio bustled with tons of people all rushing around trying to make things perfect. No sooner then after she had walked in, she was rushed over to wardrobe, and makeup where she spotted some of the other extras. One of them in particular was staring right at her. ... People were everywhere, but a sense of excitement was in the air. He was directed over to the wardrobe, and glad to see that he was one of the first people there. He wasn’t one for big crowds and loud noises, but he was trying his best to get past that. It was awhile before other extras started to show up, and right before he was set to go to wardrobe, the last extra showed up.
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