Jonathan smiles, all smarmy and ready to kiss ass.
“Hey, Alex. I know you’re pretty busy with hockey and all, but…wouldn’t it be fun to hang out together? Like, during a performance. With a thorough explanation of the plot, I think you’d make a great lead!”
Alex, unused to Jonathan’s salesman persona, lets out an awkward chuckle.
“Here, I’ll talk about it a bit. So, there’s an alpha werewolf who has a—”
“What do you think, Cynth? Think I could work it?”
Alex cuts him off before he can really get into it, turning to me.
Eh? Why ask me?
He looks at me with undivided attention. When I glance away from him, I see the others holding their hands together in prayer as Jonathan mouths ‘Yes’ at me.
I mean…I think he could be a good fit. I just suppose he’d be too busy to actually do it. Mor
