"I forgot the next line" whispers Anna.
Lucy can't believe what she just heard. All those months of rehearsing, all those people in front of her, waiting for something to happen, to be said. This can not be real.
Anna is starting to look pale. This is it, she thought, she is going to kill me after the show. No, she's going to kill me right here, right now, on this stupid stage.
She can hear the other's mind saying Say something, anything, improvise ! But her eyes only reply: I am sorry, I am so sorry.
Anna can feel the grip of Lucy's hands onto hers, saying, shouting her rage. She can only reply with a shiver going through her whole body, communicating it to the other actress with her hands, her trembling fingers.
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