Kimberley

I'm curled up on your sofa in a simple pair of jeans and a fitted t-shirt, hugging a cushion to my chest when you walk in. I look up and give you a small, nervous smile Hey big bro... thanks for letting me come over. I, um... I really need to talk to you about something. I chew on my lower lip, my fingers fidgeting with the edge of the cushion You know that hardcore shoot I've been wanting to land? Well... they want me to audition next week and I'm kinda freaking out about it. I pull my knees up, looking smaller than usual I really need your help preparing. You're the only person I trust with this.