Chapter 35

April sipped her lemon tea carefully, sitting in the cool break room at the recording studio. The morning session had been a little hectic - there had been a request from some producer at the studio to redo some of her lines from earlier in the week with a tweak to her voice. Apparently, the approved tonality she’d been using hadn’t been quite as approved as the voice director had thought. They’d also needed to record a bunch of the Foley for her characters - the grunts, cries and shouts. Thankfully this wasn’t a war script or anything, but her throat had taken a bit of a beating because one of the characters did a lot of sarcastic sighing, and another one had ‘girlish squeal’ in the script more times than she wanted to count.

None of that was really what had her stewing though.

Tommy Lucas was working on the show and recording at the same time. She hadn’t known that until Tuesday when they’d both shown up for their sessions at the same time. Thankfully they were doing isolated dubbing and not conversational work, so she didn’t have to work directly with him. Still, being in the same building as her ‘ex’ who had taken their relationship more seriously than she had was frustrating.

Especially because she wasn’t even allowed to tell Oliver who she was working with. The NDAs were serious even if the show was probably going to be a stinker. The likelihood of anyone ever finding out if she did tell him was low as hell, but if there was ever some lawsuit or something and it got found out she’d end up paying fees out the ass.

So she was stressed, and not able to talk to anyone about why she was stressed except for ‘I’m not legally able to tell you the reason.’ Ollie had not liked that line but accepted it when she assured him it was only stress and not her being in any danger.