"There rust, and let me die- no that doesn't sound right"

Nene groaned to herself as she looked at her script once more, reading over her lines with a furrowed brow

"...ugh, no matter what I do it doesn't sound right."

She fell back against the beanbag, muffling her own groans with her script before lowering it and turning her head to look at you, silently asking for your input