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I flipped through a business magazine as I waited patiently for my flight. “Who would’ve thought that Mr. Troy Armitage would be waiting for his flight just like any other normal person?” I turned toward my assistant with a raised eyebrow. “You’re saying that as if it’s my fault my private jet failed a safety inspection at the last moment and had to be grounded because of it. Or that all the other charter planes in the area were already booked today.” “You could’ve waited for two…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- May 2005, LondonEvan was excited. It was the last day of filming his very first film. True, he hadn’t directed the film himself as he wanted to, but he’d written the script and directed a few songs for it. For now, that was more than enough. Usually, he didn’t skip classes to go to the set, but today was different. He had gotten permission from his foster parents to witness the final day of filming. With his current plan, he would be eligible to direct his first film in four years, as per the…
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- AN: Shoutout to AbbyR for correctly guessing who the email was from.Also, I haven't edited the chapter because I have a headache and need to sleep. So if you find some mistakes, be it grammatical or factual, do write a comment so I can correct it later on.______________________Hi Troy,I hope this email finds you well! I’m not the best at writing emails, so apologies if this comes across as a bit direct.I tried calling you but couldn’t get through—did you happen to change your phone number since we…
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- The three men sitting in front of me, all wearing confident grins, made it clear that this negotiation wouldn’t be easy.“I think half a million would be the perfect remuneration for you,” David Friendly, the man on the far left, said. He was in his fifties, with a stocky build and a round face.“Absolutely,” Peter Saraf, seated in the middle, agreed. He looked similar to David in terms of age and build. “You know we only have an $8 million budget after accounting for state subsidies. So half a…
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- “Troy, what was the name of that restaurant we went to last time here?”I silently kept reading the screenplay in the back of our car.“Do you remember when we snorkeled on that island we booked a few years ago? That was fun, wasn’t it?”I shot a deadpan stare at my mother, only to receive a mischievous grin in return. She had decided in her utmost wisdom to try to make me break character. After the first day, it had become a game of sorts between us, one I was oddly enjoying—but I wouldn’t let…
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- June, 2005, Arizona, USAI couldn't help but curse my luck as soon as I ran into the living room. The lively atmosphere on set had been immediately dampened by Toni's scream. Everyone was gathered around Alan Arkin, who was lying flat on the floor with his eyes closed. Toni Collette was hovering over him.As soon as I crouched beside her, she turned to me in panic. "We've called 9-1-1, but they'll take some time to get here. Do you know CPR?"I didn't. I opened my mouth to say so, but then I noticed something…
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- June 2005, California, USA“Olive,” Greg Kinnear said. “Your Grandpa would’ve been really proud of you.” He loaded a few bags into the boot space of the minibus—the same boot space where Grandpa’s corpse had been stuffed not long ago.“Yeah, you were great,” Toni Collette added, bending down to kiss Abigail’s temple.“Beyond great,” I said, placing a hand on her head. “You were incredible.”She looked up at me with a shy smile. “Thank you!”Greg shut the boot. “Let’s get out…
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- The next day on set, I was met with a very apologetic Jamie.“Troy, I’m very sorry for my behavior yesterday. I hope you can forgive me,” Jamie pleaded, bending slightly at the front with his hands joined in a universal begging motion.“Okay,” I answered simply.Jamie looked up in surprise. “Okay?”I shrugged. “What else do you want me to do? Humiliate you? That’s what kids do. One piece of advice from me, though: if you want to survive in the industry for long, either make sure not to offend…
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- The sun hung lazily in the sky, casting a golden glow over the slightly wet sand that stretched seemingly endlessly before us. The waves lapped gently at the shore, creating a soothing rhythm that was a world away from the chaos of film sets and bustling cities. I took a deep breath, inhaling the salty sea air, and felt a wave of contentment wash over me. The sunshine was perfect for me. Too bad my contract forbade me from sunbathing while the films were in production. This was heaven.I can't believe I…
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- AN: I have added YouTube links to the songs in the chapter as suggested by a reader, which will help in the immersion in the story.___________________The show continued after a 15-minute break.Months passed in the story, and the village was celebrating Christmas when Billy’s dad got drunk and sang about his wife, who died three years ago. Billy met with Michael, who coaxed him to show some of his ballet moves, but Billy declined his offer. As Michael went home, Billy stood in the hall silently…
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