The End.


“Didn’t you read the script?” She said, “The part you signed up for is simply to mirror his character.”

Not to create anything on your own. Not to have initiative. Not to stray from what’s been laid out. Not even in the slightest manner.

He says to her, “I’m not doing this. I’m not going to be made a fool of, walking in the shadow of a puffed up, second class shmuck”.

He needed to have life on his own merit. The freedom to choose which line to say when and to have a say in how the scene played out. He needed to have his hands in the makings.

He was never seen again.

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