Lola tried to ignore all the distractions around her. She had stopped wondering what the whispers in the crowd were about. She'd been at it for an entire day now, and entertaining the twins earlier had already drained some of her energy. She couldn't afford to waste any more.
So, even when she saw Slater and a few others setting up cameras and lights on the side—as if he wanted to document everything—she ignored it completely. She stayed focused, putting everything on the line.
"You're being foolish," the man running beside her grumbled under his breath. "This is all futile. Why don't you just quit?"
She gave him a sidelong glance, catching several others shooting her looks as well. She scoffed and turned forward.
"Don't worry about me," she exhaled. "I only started this morning. You guys started days ago. If someone's being foolish here, it's not me. And if I'm being stubborn, then what do I call the rest of you?"
