Early morning, the sun was shining brightly with a gentle breeze.
It was early May, right in the middle of the holiday period.
Nora Scott refused all invitations to go out, avoiding getting stuck in the human and car battles at tourist attractions and instead stayed home to focus on studying the script "Twelve".
Oh, there's also Henry Chapman, who was forcibly dragged in to guide Nora's acting skills.
"Did you sign the contract?"
During a break while playing with Rose, Henry took a moment to ask Nora.
The two were separated by a floor-to-ceiling window.
Nora sat on a lounge chair on the balcony, leisurely basking in the sun.
Henry sat on the floor in the living room, stretching and bending his long legs, holding a cat teaser, swaying it back and forth, making Rose jump up and down.
The weather was just right with a warm breeze and bright sun.
Hearing Henry's question, Nora flipped open the brand-new script, "I just signed."
