[center][h1][Color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=F48CA7]Location:[/color] Qasr El Nil Barracks[/center][hr]

Really, this was becoming unbearable. Not only were her things taken, but she was now being put into accommodations much worse than where she was staying. If she didn't want to see this whole debacle through so badly, she would have left. However, something urged her to stay. Perhaps she was just stubborn. Either way, she was here now.

Haakon kept talking about her current movie project. To be honest, she hadn't given it much thought. [color=F48CA7]"I am sure I will get back into the swing of things once I get back, darling. As for that scene, I feel it adds much-needed emotion to the scene. After all, it's not like we'll be talking in the movie. Not yet anyway."[/color] She gave a warm smile, knowing the movie industry was making leaps and bounds on improving itself, and she wanted to be in the midst of it.

As they all got to their room, she let out a weary sigh. She was exhausted and could use some much-needed sleep. She was about to set foot in her room before Aziza spoke up, bidding them a good night. Jo mentally lashed herself for being rude to the woman she quickly grew fond of. She gave her the warmest of smiles, [color=F48CA7]"Goodnight, hon. Sleep well. Goodnight Haakon, darling. See you in the morning."[/color] With that, she entered her new room and closed the door.

She fell asleep almost instantly, but a few thoughts remained as she entered sleep. The day's events were crazy. What would happen next?