Ravine's situation

Ravine was seated inside her private cubicle. She hears people blabbering shit about her even though they don't know her. They never maintained a rapport with the actors. For the millennial and boomers in the director's card and crew, they looked at actors as if they were prostitutes. Of course they were, in a literal sense. But in the wider prospect, they were humans and have a choice of their own too. They weren't humanoid toys to film anytime they want... or get in bed anytime they wanted.

"She's useless now. She doesn't post videos and have you taken a look at how many scandals was she involved in?"

"Can't believe she spreads her legs so hard everyday. I heard three rumors on the same day and same week too!"

She rolls her eyes. Only she knows the truth that she was at home and spending quality time with Aaron the entire day. People are simply ignorant of everything. They assimilate information that makes their dicks rise or is pleasing to their ears.

Ravine makes up for the anger with the small shot of whiskey she brought to work. She sips on the liquid which warms her throat. She places it back into her purse. She was too mad to stay silent about it now. If anything happened, she shall blame it on the alcohol.

"Hello, gentlemen." She says, the men were in shock that she sat in solitude in her cabin. They couldn't guess she was here and talked shit behind her. She peeks through the doorframe and smiles foolishly at the men who start rubbing their hands together.

"Aha, our heroine! So, who would you like to work with, Ravine?" Asks the men. She was wearing her dark shades, looking like a mysterious fox. The men step back as they smell strong alcohol in her breath. She knows she is quite sober, yet she acts. All she does in front of the cameras and the directors is act, anyway.

"I would like to work with my boyfriend!" She screams as if in a drunkard spurt. She hiccups in a plastic way, it was highly convincing to the group of directors that she was indeed drunk.

"Leave my office! You're not welcome here! I want my boyfriend!" The men in the room furrow their eyebrows. Since when did a whore get herself a boyfriend? Ha! He won't even stay for a week as he will enjoy her body and leave her in shambles! I want her sleep with me, but she's got a boyfriend? Hope he likes cuckold.

All these toxic thoughts flowed in their minds. Ravine was saved by their thoughts remaining just as thoughts.

But if they ever came out even with the slightest voice and she heard them... Aaron would be guilty of many more murders soon.

They leave whilst talking behind her back again. Ravine was boiling in anger. She thought all of them were working with her because she was extraordinary in bed and had a reputation. She thought they helped her build her career. But she was so, so wrong.

Angry tears flow out of her eyes. She walks out of her cabin and reaches the filming studio to see it bussing with life and laughter. Something unlike her very soul.

She sees Charlie and Gerroto being mushy towards each other. Changing her facial expression, she approaches them at the sofa.

"Hey boys! You two joined a director? Is he or she good?" She asks her friends.

"Yes! I can't believe even gay is accepted for their films. We're being paid a lot, you know?" Says Charlie as he points towards a young male director. Ravine looks over to him. He reminds her of her own boyfriend who is also a porn film director.

She felt uneasy out of the blue, comparing a young man who shared similar dreams with her boyfriend. She pats their shoulders and says, "Good for you!"

"What about you?"

"I guess I'll lay dormant. I know directors worldwide wanna film with me but... I got a boyfriend." She mouths the last words at them. She hadn't still announced of her relationship status to the public.

"Dormant? Girl, you're give competition to everyone out there."

"At least the competition would be politics free. You know how they'll be ranked." She says, sitting on the other lap of Gerroto.

"Yeah yeah. More famous is the actor, more points for the film. Senseless. What about those who genuinely made a good video? I wanna see them." Says Charlie. Gerroto intervenes and speaks in slight stammers.

"Actually, they are making a new website where they shall post the video submissions online for everyone. Viewership counts into points too, I heard." Charlie gasps at that.

"Exciting! When did it turn so huge, eh?"

"Probably because people are being passionate about porn these days. Also the sum is no joke." Says Ravine as the two couldn't agree more.

"Winning is becoming a bit of a challenge, huh? By the way, how confident are you with Aaron? Will he win by any chance?" Ravine smiles at the question and the thought about Aaron with regard to this competition.

She has assessed his qualities and she knows that Aaron is not so naive when it came to such business. Call it the director's eye, but he's got a good knowledge about the audience and what positions everyone likes. Also, what emotion flows into people.

Love.

It is the most powerful and an inevitable emotion.

"He will win." Her confidence overflowed in her determined words.

Suddenly, she remembers her boyfriend summoned her to a place. He told her it was his best friend's house, and he's got only one best friend. Jasmine.

"Sorry guys, gotta go home. I'm tired of this now. Next time I'm filming some shit, I'm getting my boyfriend here." Says Ravine as Gerroto laughs behind her.

"And include him in the film! Sure!" She waves him off, but that was entirely true.

She wanted to open up another opportunity for the male.

To become a porn artist as well as maintain his roots as a director.

His income will be doubled that way!