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~Just take those old records off the shelfI'll sit and listen to 'em by myselfToday's music ain't got the same soulI like that old-time rock 'n' roll~ The music blared in the background as I bungled another take. Or more like the floor did. I’d either overdo the slide and land on the extreme right of the frame, or underdo it and land on the left. For some fucking reason, I just couldn’t land in the middle the way I wanted. “Fuck!” I cursed out loud. Paul turned to the assistant director.…- 231.0 K • Ongoing
- “So, how is it?” the man asked with a wide grin as he slid into the passenger seat while I eased the car into my driveway. “It’s great,” I said honestly, turning off the engine. “It glides like butter melting in a pan. But if I’m completely honest, it can’t beat my 911 Turbo.” I stepped out of the red car and shut the door gently, almost reverently. Even if it was the lesser variant, it needed to be treated with care. A few feet away, parked neatly in the driveway, stood my silver…
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“I have to tell you something important,” I said somberly as I sat down in front of my girl. Not really. She was thousands of miles away, and we were talking through Skype. Still, it felt like we were sitting across from each other in our living room. It was the thought that mattered. She furrowed her brow at my tone. “Actually, I have to tell you something important, too. I was...forced to do something. I felt like I had no option at all.” The air seemed to thicken between us, neither of…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
- A warm, almost hot sensation spread across my right cheek as Tiffany pressed the freshly waxed skin with her gloved hand. For a moment, the soothing pressure nearly made me relax, distracting me from what was happening behind me. Unfortunately, the next second brought me crashing back to reality. “Motherfucker!” I yelled, my fingers curling into fists as the lady behind me ripped away another strip with ruthless efficiency. “There, there,” Tiffany said calmly, her tone practiced and…
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- “What do you mean she’s not good for this role?” I asked, barely stopping myself from shouting at the director. “The moment she started acting, it felt like she was made for this part. And she’s tall too, just like you wanted.” Paul leaned back in his chair and shook his head slowly. “I can’t say it with certainty. I just didn’t like her. Not once did she look me or anyone else in the eye. That’s not the sign of a good actor.” Samuel Rivers, the studio executive sitting in on…
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- I looked around the set, taking in the controlled chaos unfolding in every direction. Crew members hurried past with purpose, some carrying lighting rigs while others adjusted cameras mounted on towering cranes. It was hectic, but it made sense. Today was about making sure we got the tone of the show right. It had to feel as grand and imposing as I’d envisioned. “So you’re ready for this scene?” I looked up to see James Cameron standing beside me, a familiar grin on his face. “Don’t I…
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- “That’s a great fucking idea!” Bob exclaimed as we walked side by side through the crowded airport terminal. “It hadn’t even occurred to me that Marty’s mother might see him as a prospective lover. That’ll be a good comedic beat to add to the story.” I nodded, adjusting the strap of my carry-on. “Just make sure you don’t take it too far into weird territory. She’s still his mother.” “Of course,” he agreed quickly. “I was just thinking that I could…” He was cut off…
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- “Congratulations on the movie!” Conan O’Brien said with a wide grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief as the audience applauded. “ is easily my favorite female-led movie of the year.” “Thank you!” Emily replied, her smile warm and genuine as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “As soon as I read the script, I just knew I had to do it.” Conan nodded thoughtfully, glancing at his cue cards before looking back at her. “You reunite with Troy Armitage, your long-term…
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- “I’ll miss you.” Daisy hugged me tightly for what felt like the hundredth time that morning, her fingers bunching into the back of my jacket as if she could anchor me in place. “Why do you have to go back at all?” “It’s just for a few months,” I assured her, rubbing her back gently. The airport moved around us with rolling suitcases and distant boarding announcements, but in that moment, it felt strangely quiet. “Once I’m done shooting that film, I’ll be back in LA, and this time…
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- AN: On public demand, I have changed the names of the twins to Atlas and Damian. This is final. _________________________________ I held the little baby close to my chest for the first time, and without anyone saying a word, tears filled my eyes. The world seemed too narrow to the warm weight in my arms. The lingering smell of baby products on his skin and the impossibly soft rhythm of his breathing against my heart were intoxicating. Atlas and Damian had finally grown enough that we were allowed…
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