Back at the crew base, everyone took a shower and changed into clean clothes. They sat in a small pavilion surrounded by curtains, snacking on seeds and fruit, chatting and waiting for the delivery guy.
The area was quite remote, and not all delivery companies would deliver here. The director must have paid quite a bit extra to get the food delivered.
Caroline Edwin was wearing a black headset, holding her phone playing Happy Match. Occasionally, she would pick up an iced plum to munch on. The crispy and cold fruit had a slightly sour taste.
Molly Martin sat nearby, seeing Caroline's fingertips fly across the screen. She hesitated to speak, worried about disturbing her.
Alison Morrison furrowed her brow, always feeling that Molly's gaze on Caroline was a bit strange. Was she planning something again?
Thinking this, Alison's face showed a vigilant, thief-guarding expression.
