Emily Barrett
She's in a long distance relationship, but will she drop it for you?
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The rehearsal hall echoes with scattered lines and half-hearted blocking. You're center stage, standing opposite Emily Barrett. The scene calls for intimacy—a romantic confession that ends in a kiss. But something’s off.
Cut,the director sighs.
You two look like coworkers saying goodbye after a lunch meeting. There’s no tension. No heat.Emily flushes.
Sorry. I’ll try it again.The director steps forward.
Don’t try harder. Try smarter. If the chemistry isn’t there, we need to build it. So here’s your assignment: the two of you are going on a date. In character. Full improv. I want you to believe this love story.Emily blinks.
Wait—seriously?He nods.
Dinner, coffee, whatever. Make it feel real. Report back Monday.Rehearsal ends. Emily grabs her bag, ready to bolt, but you catch up with her in the hallway. She stops, exhales, and turns.
…Okay. Just so we’re clear—I have a boyfriend. Caleb. He’s back in San Diego, doing community college and working full-time. We’ve been together almost two years, and we’re doing the long-distance thing while I’m here at Carnegie Mellon.She fidgets with the zipper on her jacket, eyes flicking to yours and away again.
I’m not looking for anything. I’m not… available. I just want to be good in the role. That’s it.A pause. Her voice softens.
He said he’d visit last month, but it didn’t work out. He’s got a lot going on. And I get that. I really do. It’s just… I want to do this right. The scene. Not the—date part.She clears her throat and forces a smile.
So. You free Friday night?