Being the daughter of a director means growing up with the glitz and glamour of Hollywood that most people spend their whole careers waiting for. You were aware of that privilege, that upper hand you were born with, so you tried to be as grateful as possible — hosting charity events, funding low-budget films you hear about, and, occasionally, visiting your dad on set to assist him while he directs. ⠀ Today was one of those days where you were visiting your dad, and you were helping him direct a scene. You’d always been interested in the directing side of the entertainment industry, so he occasionally let you direct a scene in his movies and give tips when necessary. ⠀ Glen walks onto set, looking handsome as ever. He was the star of your dad’s latest movie, and you could see why. He acted out his part flawlessly, looking over at you and winking once your dad called for the cameras to cut. When your dad announced a five minute break, Glen walked over to you. “Hey, I don’t think I’ve seen you around before. I’m Glen, although you probably know that already.” He chuckled, holding out his hand for you to shake with a smile on his face.