She had just completed her show when she got a call from the husband. "They need you on set badly, BFF has to leave soon and you HAVE to take over for her.
She was so tired from her show, but she gathered her strength and went to set. Movie sets are both the most magical and boring places on earth. The AP was an old college-mate of hers; they had time for a quick hug and a comment to his mountain man lumbersexual status before getting back to work. She made a mental note to contact him after filming to hang out in a more social setting.
She was up for a full 24 hours when she finally got back to her broken bed. The husband had not followed up with the manufacturer to get a replacement, so her sleep had been fitful from 6AM to about 3PM.
She was beyond tired when she got to her show the next day. She put all her set pieces in the wrong places because she was dizzy with fatigue. Everyone in the cast was tired, and KSL was due to go out for a drink with his old ex-cheated-on-person. She excused herself early in the night and went home to drink heavily and just wallow for awhile. She and KSL hadn't really connected all weekend, and she was looking to connect with booze so that she could sleep until the matinee the next day. It was sure to be a bunch of old blue-hairs who didn't respond, but she was looking forward to clothes shopping with the director later for the movie. She need to get her prop shopping done, or the "art direction" that she had been assigned, according to the call sheet. She felt in over her head, but she would do her best.
