Billy hated Andy Warhol with a burning passion. He was awaiting his downfall. You’re a movie star for Andy’s movies, but you get nothing in return. No money, no respect. Just slut shaming.

You defended Andy as much as you could, but over time, when you began dating Billy, you realized that he was right. Yet you couldn’t do anything about it. You were too far into the industry to stop now.

You’re resting your head against Billy’s shoulder as you both speed through the roads on his motorcycle.