She sat down, staring at the sunlight streaming across her floor.
"So… he's actually going to watch my self-tape as part of the audition pool."
She'd thought exactly that last night but had brushed it off as impossible. Now… "Not just privately."
Rita wasn't home, so when she wasn't talking, the apartment was oddly quiet.
On the other end, Soraya made a sound between a squeal and a laugh. "Yes! Girl, do you even realize how big that is? Lennard Crewe is selective. If he sent you that scene himself, you've already made an impression."
Erisia pressed a hand to her temple, trying to contain the swirl of adrenaline and disbelief. "It's just— I've never done an official audition like this before. I don't even know where to start, and Rita isn't here to help."
