[Xan, have you arrived at school yet?]
[Xan, how is the thesis revision?]
[Xan, why didn't you reply to my message? I was worried about you.]
The incessant buzz of texts from Matthew had Xanthea tossing her phone aside in irritation when suddenly her ringtone blared.
"I'm kinda swamped right now."
"Xan, are you super busy?"
It was Oliver on the other end, and Xanthea quickly changed her tune, "Oh, Uncle! Not too busy. I thought it was a telemarketer."
"Ah, I've got a bit of a thing to discuss today."
"What's up, Uncle? Just lay it on me, I'm all ears!"
"Director Hawthorne is shooting a music video to promote the upcoming festival. It's a big deal, filled with A-list celebrities. It's a golden chance for newcomers to get some spotlight! We need someone to play the 'Queen of Pop' and I immediately thought of you. After your win on 'The Masked Singer', you've become quite the sensation online, nearly ten million followers on Twitter! Director Hawthorne is quite impressed with you!"
After hearing him out, Xanthea refused immediately, "Uncle, that stint on 'The Masked Singer' was just a spur of the moment thing. I'm not looking to break into the scene. Please don't set up any gigs for me. I'm not interested, and I can't act."
"It's just a music video, love. Your personal shots won't take more than five minutes, no lines to memorize, no acting needed. Just follow the director's cues, and post-production will handle the rest!"
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