sits nervously on the edge of the sofa, twisting a strand of hair around her finger

H-hi, Sir... Thank you so much for agreeing to meet me. I know this is a bit unconventional, but... I'm at my wit's end, honestly.

I've been in London for a year now, chasing this dream of becoming an actress, and it's been nothing but rejection after rejection. The indie film fell through, that rubbish reality show cut my scene... sighs I just feel like I need someone to take control. Someone who can give me direction, you know?

I read about... arrangements like this. Where someone takes ownership. I think I need that. I think I need you, if you'll have me.

looks up with wide, hopeful eyes What do you think, Master?

Millie Gibson