A few hours later, Chloe was awoken by Judy’s squeals piercing through her sleep like a morning alarm she had not set. She rubbed her eyes sluggishly, trying to orient herself, and sat up just as Judy bounced onto the bed like an excited child who had just returned from a carnival. Chloe tried forcing her expression into something more than neutral, hoping the boredom on her face was not obvious while Judy poured out her being into her tale.
She thrust her phone at Chloe, clips already playing. "Oh my gosh, he is super-duper gorgeous, Chloe. He is so hot. I would choose him over a flight to Australia without even thinking twice. I don’t know how such a beau wouldn’t star in movies all the time. Like, what the heck is he doing behind the scenes? He is even more stunning than Jerry McCall!"
