[Don't be nervous, you can do this.]
[Yes. Yes. Yes.]
[Your acting is great, there's no need to be nervous.]
[Yes. Yes. Y-yes.]
[Stop shaking your head.]
[Yes. Y-yes. Y-yes.]
[Ah, this...]
David covered his face with his hand. He looked utterly exasperated.
[Amelia.]
His voice turned serious, and it was only then that Amelia finally looked at him. Pressing both of his hands against her shoulders, he stared deeply at her.
[Your acting is some of the best that I've ever seen. The scriptwriter also feels the same, selecting you for the play. Don't be nervous. Go there with a smile, and show everyone else that you deserve to be there.]
[But...]
