Hollywood film producer Marty Cowen slapped Bela’s script onto his desk like a dead fish onto a newspaper. He breathed a tired sigh and massaged his eyeballs with his thumb and forefinger, in a futile bid to exorcise his stupidity-inspired migraine.
“Let me get this straight,” he said to the borderline-illiterate emo-Goth sitting on the other side of his desk. “You’re just giving up on the whole ‘One Onion Ring’ story arc? Now? And veering off on some kind of lame, YA-romance subplot when you oughtta be setting up your act-three resolution?”
Bela shifted uncomfortably in her seat, the way she might on a hot summer day when her underwear got all scrunched up. “I’m just writing it the way it happened,” she protested.
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