With the break of dawn the next day, Hadley set out.
In the Last two days, she had reached out to several clubs, hoping to secure an audition for a new gig. Despite her skilled background, each meeting inexplicably concluded without an offer.
This morning, she was on her way to another venue. Though she had already sent a video of her dancing, the club insisted on seeing her perform live-videos, after all, could be altered.
"Hadley Pearson, right?" "Yes," she replied, her voice tinged with anxiety.
Unexpectedly, the manager looked over her resume and said flatly, "I'm sorry, but you don't seem to meet our requirements."
He handed back her resume, dismissing her before she even had a chance to dance.
Not again!
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