Chapter 11

Eloïse entirely understood the puffiness of her eyes as she stared at her reflection on a roughly hand-cleaned portion of the vaporized mirror. She had spent close to an hour talking with Ace, another one fantasizing about the audition, and half of the next hour chopped by the tension of the meeting with Leonard LeBeau all of which left her with basically one and a half hours of sleep until her alarm went off.

The meeting was scheduled at nine leaving her with barely fifty minutes.

Her phone buzzed. Still situated in the comfortable corner of a pastel pink single sofa near her bed where she had flung it the previous night, Eloïse rounded up the application of gloss on her puckered lips before reaching the noisy gadget.

"Hey, good morning, Bennie," she used the opportunity to widely spread open the curtains and windows. "How was the journey?"

"Safe until now that I found fake ass roaches in my dresses," She calmly said. "With a cutely written supposedly thr