Trouble Looms I

Ivy opened her eyes slowly. She fell from the roof. As if Dillon had already known what would happen, he called the director and asked her to put a foam there in case of necessity.

She was expecting to feel pains all over her body, or perhaps, to have broken joints but she wasn't feeling anything. It was strange. "What happened? Why is my arm still intact?" She asked, looking at the director and crew faces one after the other.

"Well, you fell on a foam instead of the hard floor," The director replied while helping her up. She found it odd, yet, she didn't pester any longer.

"Let's take a break. We will look for a stunt to play this role. We will be taking the next scene in 20 minutes," She announced, clapping her hands and dispersing other members.

Ivy took a bottle of water and went to sit on a bench. She opened the water and gulped it thirstily. She finished it in a go.

"Hey! How are you?" Gabriel Austin, the man acting in the lead role asked. He was walking toward her.

"Fine,"