This is a collab/roleplay about the drama of being famous, particularly with supermodels. If you want to join in, let me know who you want to be and I'll add it to the author guidance! A list of characters is posted.
My agent won't shut up. I'm serious. He's been calling me all night, even though every single time I let it go to voicemail, and now, even though I've turned my phone off, he still won't stop.
Finally, in the safety of the girls' bathroom, I call him back. "Jeff! This better be important! I'm at the club."
"Locki!" Jeff yells into the phone. "We've got you a major job with Francine DeMitrio. Can you come by the office tomorrow for a meeting?"
"Oh my God! Francine DeMitrio? The designer???" I have never, never been so psyched. "She got my portfolio?"
"Of course she did, and she loves it," Jeff told me, almost smugly, since he had been the one to send it to her in the first place.
"Oh my God, this is amazing! I--I gotta go tell Rose! I'll call you back. Later!"
My heart is thumping wildly as I emerge from the bathroom, scanning the club for my best friend so I can tell her the great news.