*Ellie*
“You're going to get a headache if you stay like that for too long," Mal warned me from her spot across the room.
It was Friday, the end of the week, and I was supposed to hear back from Riverstone Theater about whether or not I got the part in A Midsummer Night's Dream.
I was lying on our huge L-shaped couch, but had my feet up against the back of the sofa, and had my head hanging off the seat. I had my phone inches from my face, staring intently at the screen, waiting for any signs of life.
“I'm freaking out here," I said to Mal, who was doing homework at the dining room table. "They said they'd get back to me by the end of this week. It's Friday!"
Mal looked up so she could fully scowl at my pathetic form. "It's still early. Try to relax. You staring at your phone is not go
