Midnight Duet by Jen Comfort EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Jen Comfort
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“You know, they say you should never do prologues.”
Misty’s chipper little stream of consciousness from the next stool over
had been a constant irritation ever since Erika Greene had staggered into the
dressing room fifteen minutes ago, abominably late for dress rehearsal. It was
also several decibels louder than what Erika’s hungover brain had patience
“No one cares about your musical screenplay, Misty,” Erika said under
her breath. She pressed her index fingers into the puffy bags beneath her eyes
to test whether the purple might magically disappear. It didn’t.
I look like shit. Whose idea had it been to go out drinking last night with
a full dress run-through scheduled for eleven the following morning? Oh,
“Did you say something?” Misty pulled back from the dressing room
mirror and squinted at Erika with one eye, a half-glued eyelash strip dangling
from the other.
Erika tried mustering a polite smile. It came out more like a grimace.
“Huh. Well, anyway, I know they can be kind of tacky, but I think it’s
necessary to reveal my antiheroine’s origin story. I want the audience to see
how awful and unlikable she is, you know? I want them to absolutely despise
her . . .”
As Misty blabbed on, Erika once again considered the merits of moving
to the private dressing rooms reserved for soloists, rather than this communal
one, where the understudies and general chorus vied for space around
There was also a pigeon nesting on one of the storage
shelves that ran along the ceiling’s perimeter, and it occasionally shat on
anyone who was unlucky enough to choose the wrong mirror. Erika didn’t
like sharing space with the city’s menagerie of vermin, which was why her
modern two-bedroom apartment was located on the twenty-fourth floor of a
high-rise, and she planned to upgrade to the penthouse when she won her first
Tony. But the soloist rooms were dull and quiet, and Erika thrived in vibrant,
chaotic settings full of people.
Besides, what was the point of being a Broadway star if one couldn’t
bask in the fawning admiration of the less talented? There was nothing quite
like the feeling of gliding through the door over an hour past call time and
knowing every soul in the room was watching her, wondering where she’d
been and thinking with equal parts spite and envy, How dare she?
And how did Erika dare? Well, it wasn’t like they could very well do
Les Misérables without their Fantine. Their Tony-nominated Fantine, no less,
one an article in Playbill had lauded as the heiress to Sutton Foster’s throne.
Erika regularly fielded inquiries about whether so-and-so was writing an
original musical as a vehicle for her rising star power, but her demure reply
had always been the same: she was delighted to continue doing Fantine’s
tragic character justice. No one else could possibly fill her shoes.
Although there was always Carla.
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