*Nina*
"Lena, let Owen’s line breathe at the top of scene nine, and Owen, if you don't come out hot at the start of the act, we are doomed. Do some push-ups before you go on," Nate is giving the final instructions. “get yourself warm and ready.”
Owen looks up, slightly confused. "I already do that."
"Well, do more, or less, or whatever works, okay?" Nate looks in his notes again. "That’s all I got. Go get some rest people. I’ll see you tomorrow, be ready everyone."
I feel kinda lost here, so I wait for the others to leave and then ask, "No notes for me at all? Nothing to improve?"
"You are a complete disaster. I don’t know where to begin." He just scrambles around with his papers.
"Are you okay? What’s the matter?" I ask, slipping my bag over my shoulder. “You seem… off.”
"Fifteen m
