Chapter 160: Pre-Shoot Paranoia
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She leaned against the doorway, arms folded, watching the flickering light of his desk lamp cast long shadows across the cluttered floor.
"...are you done yet?"
Regal didn't even look up at first.
His pen kept moving over the printout, eyes tracing something only he seemed to understand. But then he finally turned, brow still furrowed, and blinked at her like he had forgotten where he was.
"Ah. Sareen. Were you waiting for me?"
His voice was quiet, almost guilty.
"It is past one, Regal." She stepped into the room slowly, barefoot, rubbing her arm. "Also, Gwen and Keanu are already at the flat."
He looked over at the wall clock like it had betrayed him, then ran a hand through his hair, which was messier than usual.
Tomorrow was day one.
The official first day of filming [Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone].
And he still hadn't stepped away from the desk.