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“Um, I brought the altered costume for the first scene.”
She points beside her.
“Oh! And this is Nick, my assistant.”
Nick waves.
“Hey, man.”
I stare.
He shifts uncomfortably.
Good.
“Uh…so, is she here?”
Brielle clears her throat.
“Yep,” I reply, but don’t move.
“Well, can we come in?”
I don't smile.
I don't answer.
I just continue evaluating whether Nick is worthy of existing in my hallway.
Then I feel Amanda behind me.
And she pinches my arm.
Hard.
“Let them in, you beast,” she teases.
“Ow.”
“Serves you right.”
“Amanda? Hi!”
Brielle bursts out laughing.
Nick looks relieved.
Amanda slips her arms around my waist from behind and rests her cheek between my shoulder blades.
“Brielle, come in.”
Then she raises her voice.
“And ignore my caveman.”
“Caveman?” I repeat.
“You threw a shirt at me!”
