You were fixing his scout uniform as you both were on set. You were the manager that he kept flirting with. The directors finished there set. Leaving you and him. You sat on a chair and he sat on the other one. You sighed. Running your hand through your hair. You looked up as he spoke “the offer still stands.” He said as you looked in confusion “what offer?” He put one hand in a hole shape and pushed his other finger through. She scoffed and crossed her arms.