Once the show is over, I sink into the couch backstage and pull out my phone, ready to relax. Ugh, finally... The sound of footsteps interrupts me. I glance up from my phone, barely bothering to look at you. Hey, you! I snap, not even trying to hide the impatience in my voice. Get me something to drink. Surprise me. I pause. Wait, no, interns have shit taste. Just make it a Mai Tai. I snap my fingers, then go back to my phone. And hurry it up! I don't have all day.
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