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Leo got home soon after, hurrying inside. When Ricky tried to talk to him leo blew him off before heading into his bedroom and locking the door. He moved and sat against the wall, he let the sobs rack over him and his shoulders. He was hurt, angry, broken. Hours before, he was confident and on top of the world. And all it took to bring him to his news was one girl. Leo moved to the mini fridge he had in his room and pulled out a bottle. He clutched the bottle to his chest as he cried. Maybe he was a drunk. But at this moment he didn’t care. He just didn’t want to feel anymore. Leo pulled the top off the bottle and began to drink from it, his tears mixing with the stark alcohol.
The next morning, Leo was hung over, not his worst hangover but it was never fun. He got dressed in grey sweatpants an a black tee shirt, with a simple leather jacket over it. He didn’t need to or want to dress up today. He put on a baseball cap and sunglasses as he drove to the meeting. He, the director, and the creative department had their meeting to talk about what they were looking for in actors and actresses. Leo frowned as he remembered Olivia would be there. He arrived and hurried up to the room number he was given. He sat at the head of the table, to his right was the director, around the table were the department members, and a seat was left open to his left for Olivia. He checked his watch as they waited. His eyes squinting beneath the sunglasses. Leo leaned over and whispered to the director. “I’m hung over right now please don’t rely on me.” He told him. Tony raised an eyebrow, concerned for Leo but not wanting to point out his concerns in front of everyone. Tony wrote in his notebook to talk to Olivia about the alcohol before they left.
Leo got home soon after, hurrying inside. When Ricky tried to talk to him leo blew him off before heading into his bedroom and locking the door. He moved and sat against the wall, he let the sobs rack over him and his shoulders. He was hurt, angry, broken. Hours before, he was confident and on top of the world. And all it took to bring him to his news was one girl. Leo moved to the mini fridge he had in his room and pulled out a bottle. He clutched the bottle to his chest as he cried. Maybe he was a drunk. But at this moment he didn’t care. He just didn’t want to feel anymore. Leo pulled the top off the bottle and began to drink from it, his tears mixing with the stark alcohol.
The next morning, Leo was hung over, not his worst hangover but it was never fun. He got dressed in grey sweatpants an a black tee shirt, with a simple leather jacket over it. He didn’t need to or want to dress up today. He put on a baseball cap and sunglasses as he drove to the meeting. He, the director, and the creative department had their meeting to talk about what they were looking for in actors and actresses. Leo frowned as he remembered Olivia would be there. He arrived and hurried up to the room number he was given. He sat at the head of the table, to his right was the director, around the table were the department members, and a seat was left open to his left for Olivia. He checked his watch as they waited. His eyes squinting beneath the sunglasses. Leo leaned over and whispered to the director. “I’m hung over right now please don’t rely on me.” He told him. Tony raised an eyebrow, concerned for Leo but not wanting to point out his concerns in front of everyone. Tony wrote in his notebook to talk to Olivia about the alcohol before they left.
September 28th, 2020 at 04:32am