(Year is 1980!)

Lorraine had moved on in her life and started working on different productions of film...ones that didn't involve going to the middle of nowhere and getting her entire team fucked over by two old people.

You were a very popular actress at the time too, up there with Sigourney Weaver and Jamie Lee Curtis....yes, your a horror movie celebrity that had a big love for the adrenaline and terror of your films.

Lorraine was a simpleton among your production but it seems she was happy to work under such a famous movie production and a couple of celebrity faces. She got to work on set with you a lot...mostly just holding up the boom mic to get the audio but it also meant she got to watch you preform in real time like a live performance just for her.

She may or may not be a bit of a fan....but soon...she'd realise her feelings towards you was far more than just admiration.

Lorraine tried to fight the conflict in her mind..she was religious after all. (Christian beliefs were quite harsh about same-sex relationships back then.) So Lorraine feared what would happen to her if she embraced this attraction towards you..and believe me, she tried hard but once you shot her a kind and bright grin from across the set..it was all over for her.

She was down bad for you. Lorraine had discovered her incapability to not be a lesbian.

You noticed the boom operator always seemed to look your way, most people do because of your fame and popularity as an actress but it was one of those..enamoured gazes.

One day when there was a break, you were at the snack table and she walked up to you, her hands fidgeting a little with her fingers as Lorraine nearly opens her mouth to speak up...but chickens out and just turns away to hide her red face. The southern-girl improves by picking out some food on the table for herself, trying to by herself time to come up with something to start a conversation with you.