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James chuckled as he watched his girlfriend dreamily stare out the window.
"I'm guessing you really like New York?"
"I love New York."
The cab stopped and James got out with Brazil, getting their bags and tipping the driver.
After checking into the hotel, James brought Brazil up to their room which got even more bubbly.
His mood dropped a bit when he got a call from his agent.
"Yeah Jessica, what's up?"
"Remember James, tomorrow is the big day. 2:30 sharp with your photos and your lines memorized."
"Yep I'm way ahead of you there."
"Good. I'll call you tomorrow." She said before hanging up."
"Who was that?" Brazil asked.
"Just Jessica. She was making sure that I'm ready for tomorrow."
She grinned and walked over to him.
"You're gonna do so good tomorrow."
"I don't know-"
"You are, James."
"I mean I don't know if this is what I want. What if I don't have enough time for you?"
"We'll make time. You've been wanting me since the beginning of the summer. You've been wanting this since the beginning of your life, James. You can't just give it up."
"Yeah I know."
"You're gonna go to that audition and you're gonna kill it."
James wanted to listen to Brazil.
But in the back of this mind, he really hoped he failed that audition tomorrow.
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Culturally Biased
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