Her pulse became a wild thing. This wasn't acting anymore. This was something else—something the waiver hadn't covered. She kicked. She screamed. Not in character. For real.
Then he produced a prop knife—rubber, she assumed—and pressed it to her throat. dirtyauditions getting crazy with kazumi
And then—the handler stepped back. The lights came up. The director clapped slowly. Her pulse became a wild thing
"That," he said, "was crazy . In the best way. You went there. You committed ." " he said
Some auditions, she decided, were too real for the role.