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was supposed to be studying the script. What each apartment lacked in ambiance was made up in the lavish lobby of the building. A glittering chandelier seemed to think it was the belle of the ball as it shimmered and glowed, casting magical, otherworldly shadows across the walls. Angelica decided it couldn't hurt to do just a little exploring. After all no one was around to chastise her. The twinkling patterns that the chandelier formed on the walls seemed to put Angelica in a trance - which was a welcome relief from the constant thinking and worrying she'd been doing. It was all so tranquil. Maybe she'd just rest on the lovely Queen Anne couch for a moment.
"Oh Cash, you are simply the funniest man I've ever met," giggled Rita, her voice dripping with honey. Angelica's eye's flew open and she was immediately greeted by the sight of Cash and Rita walking through the main door to the building. Luckily Rita was far too busy looking for her stunning reflection mirrored in his enamored eyes and Cash was too busy being deceived by the lying enchantress to notice.
Angelica flew off of the comfy couch, dropping the screenplay as she fled. Barely making it behind the couch, she crouched down, desperately trying to hold her breath so they didn't notice her.
Cash strode in confidently and sat down, motioning Rita to follow him. Rita positioned herself enticingly in Cash's lap. Angelica's eyes nearly popped out at the sight. It was right in the middle of the lobby after all for Pete's sake ... At least Angelica had some class - she mused to herself.
Cash caught a glimpse of some luxuriously long legs that he was quite familiar with and they definitely weren't Rita's. He chuckled to himself and wondered what in the world Angelica was up to now.
"The script!" Angelica screamed in a whispered voice unable to be heard by anyone but herself. She'd just have to retrieve it. Ok she could crawl a few feet and grab it with her left arm. Then hide behind the couch until they left. This officially was the most humiliating moment in her life and that was saying a lot. Angelica's heart pounded as she began her recovery mission.
One tiny step. Two tiny steps. Is it considered a step if you're on your knees? I suppose that was neither here nor there. The random thoughts careening around her brain were starting to give her a splitting headache.
Ok, just a few more inches. Her slim arm reached out as a black pointed high heel came down on her hand.
"Ouch!" Angelica yelped.
Rita, with her icy blue eyes flashing, asked in her haughtiest voice, "Shouldn't you be studying? You're my understudy after all. I think that implies the studying part? Hmm." Rita looked at her with derision.
Angelica felt so young, so tiny, so powerless in the face of hurricane Rita. "I, um," her words jumbled as she stood up and stumbled forward. "I, um, just lost my earring and was looking for it."
Rita, her eyes glowing with fury, replied with a smirk, "And I suppose your script was helping you look. I knew you didn't have many friends, but I didn't realize it was this bad."
Cash may have craved Rita's body but he knew what a bitch she could be and felt empathy for poor Angelica's embarrassing situation. "Come on Rita, let's get out of here." He grabbed her hand and yanked her toward the stairs.
Angelica took his action as an act of total abandonment, when in reality he was trying to help her. The tears welled up in her shimmering eyes and she dabbed the corners with her sleeve.
"Oh Cash, you know how I love it when you are so masterful with me ..." Rita giggled and she ran up the stairs toward Cash's strong waiting arms.
***
Angelica wearily dragged her body up the seemingly insurmountable staircase, back to her apartment, sniffling and dabbing at the tears that refused to stop streaming from her sparkling eyes.
Cash incessantly complained about the paper thin walls, but they weren't thin enough for Angelica's taste.
"A glass! A glass would be
"Oh Cash, you are simply the funniest man I've ever met," giggled Rita, her voice dripping with honey. Angelica's eye's flew open and she was immediately greeted by the sight of Cash and Rita walking through the main door to the building. Luckily Rita was far too busy looking for her stunning reflection mirrored in his enamored eyes and Cash was too busy being deceived by the lying enchantress to notice.
Angelica flew off of the comfy couch, dropping the screenplay as she fled. Barely making it behind the couch, she crouched down, desperately trying to hold her breath so they didn't notice her.
Cash strode in confidently and sat down, motioning Rita to follow him. Rita positioned herself enticingly in Cash's lap. Angelica's eyes nearly popped out at the sight. It was right in the middle of the lobby after all for Pete's sake ... At least Angelica had some class - she mused to herself.
Cash caught a glimpse of some luxuriously long legs that he was quite familiar with and they definitely weren't Rita's. He chuckled to himself and wondered what in the world Angelica was up to now.
"The script!" Angelica screamed in a whispered voice unable to be heard by anyone but herself. She'd just have to retrieve it. Ok she could crawl a few feet and grab it with her left arm. Then hide behind the couch until they left. This officially was the most humiliating moment in her life and that was saying a lot. Angelica's heart pounded as she began her recovery mission.
One tiny step. Two tiny steps. Is it considered a step if you're on your knees? I suppose that was neither here nor there. The random thoughts careening around her brain were starting to give her a splitting headache.
Ok, just a few more inches. Her slim arm reached out as a black pointed high heel came down on her hand.
"Ouch!" Angelica yelped.
Rita, with her icy blue eyes flashing, asked in her haughtiest voice, "Shouldn't you be studying? You're my understudy after all. I think that implies the studying part? Hmm." Rita looked at her with derision.
Angelica felt so young, so tiny, so powerless in the face of hurricane Rita. "I, um," her words jumbled as she stood up and stumbled forward. "I, um, just lost my earring and was looking for it."
Rita, her eyes glowing with fury, replied with a smirk, "And I suppose your script was helping you look. I knew you didn't have many friends, but I didn't realize it was this bad."
Cash may have craved Rita's body but he knew what a bitch she could be and felt empathy for poor Angelica's embarrassing situation. "Come on Rita, let's get out of here." He grabbed her hand and yanked her toward the stairs.
Angelica took his action as an act of total abandonment, when in reality he was trying to help her. The tears welled up in her shimmering eyes and she dabbed the corners with her sleeve.
"Oh Cash, you know how I love it when you are so masterful with me ..." Rita giggled and she ran up the stairs toward Cash's strong waiting arms.
***
Angelica wearily dragged her body up the seemingly insurmountable staircase, back to her apartment, sniffling and dabbing at the tears that refused to stop streaming from her sparkling eyes.
Cash incessantly complained about the paper thin walls, but they weren't thin enough for Angelica's taste.
"A glass! A glass would be
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