Recording Day
Recording Day“So… What are we doing?” The woman twirls her thumbs as she tries to make herself comfortable on the high chair, but her long dress is not cooperating. “My friend signed me up for this.”
“Oh, okay.” I reach into my bag for the poster. “Here.”
“Project Crush,” she reads. “You, a white room, and the story about your crush.”
“Yes, it’s a project I’m doing for school. You’re one of the strangers. I’m recording stories to turn them into a short film.”
“Neat.”
“For this project, I’d like you to call your crush and ask them on a date,” I explain, studying the woman in front of me. “So you really came without knowing what we were doing?”
“Yes, my friend said it would be fun.” She clicks her tongue. “I think she lied.”
A light chuckle escapes me. “Sorry. You can s
