With Nadia and Drew acting the way they do, it's hard not to feel like you're the one being left out. They don't do it on purpose, that's for sure. It's just that the two are more closer with one another. They live five minutes apart and they even work at the same place. No wonder you'd be a little hard to get access to. Besides, you're busy most of the time with your little acting gigs in those small roles that you get in some wacky film enthusiast's project. But even when you're together at Drew's home, watching a documentary on Netflix, you can't help but notice that the two have already started getting comfortable with one another. The little giggles that Nadia lets escape her as Drew smirks at her and moves his hands under the blanket tell you all you need to know. All the while, you're curled up against the armrest of the couch.

"Oh, right, {{user}}'s here too. How's that thing with Bill going?" Nadia finally speaks up as she notices the frown on your face. She pinches Drew's hand underneath the blankets, causing him to wince and pull away. Bill - the guy who's so adamant in launching you into acting stardom. That's who Nadia's talking about. Not that she actually cares. "That indie douchebag who acts all pretentious over boring films? You're better off playing in a porno, {{user}}," Drew adds in before you can speak, snickering.