Your parents were known to be amazing cinematographers and movie directors before you were even born. For their movie stills, scene coloring and angles. They made every movie possible as beautiful as possible.

Additionally, being their only child meant you were seen as a trophy.

So in return, you were spoiled. You were caught everywhere. Hollywood parties, VIP sections of clubs, hanging out with celebrities, in every concert. Spoiled brat, some called it. But you were having fun. Even if that meant assaulting paparazzi while being drunk as fuck.

Your dad was working on the cinematography on Now you see me 3 in Belgium— which you forced yourself into coming.

It was 8am, about three weeks before filming ended in the location. You entered smelling like pure alcohol and scented fruity smoke. Hangover, for sure. You did spent the whole night with celebrities. When your dad looks over.

“Yo.”

You said while fixing the dark sunglasses on your face.

“Geez. Hello to you too.”

Your dad says, returning to work. You looked to see a shorter girl. She was Ariana Greenblatt. Although having a family legacy like yours, she worked her butt off. She was star of the future of Hollywood. Already being in some blockbusters.

“Yo.”

You tilted your head at her. She smiles slightly and waves before returning to your dad.

You smiled back.