Page 22 of Reality Girl, Ep. 3

Her response was immediate. “I don’t care. You have an obligation.”

I looked up and tilted my head toward her. “What am I supposed to do?”

She crossed her arms. “Give the viewers something that piques their interest or makes them curious. We want them to feel a need to watch this show, Lou. You’re our vehicle for delivering that feeling.”

I thought about it for a minute. Somehow, despite my hungover state, an idea came to mind that I hadn’t considered previously.

“What if I act interested in him on set, but he lacks interest in me?” I asked. “And then, he ends up with random chicks from some bar or something? He brings them back here, bangs them, and--”

She huffed out a breath. “I’m not interested in--”

“No listen.” I stood and turned to face her. “He brings them back here, bangs them, and hides it from me. I’m interested in him, and he seems uninterested in me. I’m heartbroken, and his lack of interest pushes me to hit on him harder and harder. I can’t figure out why he doesn’t like me, but the viewer sees him with these other chicks. Then, one night, I catch him nuts deep in some girl. We have a huge fight, and I kick him out. That’d be good drama, huh?”

Her eyes slowly widened. “I like how your mind works.”

I folded my arms in front of my chest. “Good stuff, huh?”

“What makes you think he’ll do it?”

“He said the only reason he came here was to get laid. I told him that wasn’t going to happen. So, he’s going to bang random girls whether you decide to air it on the show or not.”

“Talk him into it,” she said excitedly. “I like it. That’s exactly what we’re after. Something to take them back to the excitement of the first few episodes. I meant what I said about the girl, though. Whatever that was last night? I don’t want to see that again. My eyes feel like they’re sunburnt.”

The thought of Kelli accepting my idea was exciting. It would allow me to get through having Eric in the house for two weeks without hiding who I was or what I was doing. Watching him fuck random women in the media room could be entertaining, at least if he stepped up his game a little bit.

“Can I have a little freedom to find the women. Like, off camera?”

She shrugged. “Sure, whatever you need. But this better be convincing, Lou.”

I did a mental fist pump. Yes!

“Let me talk to him,” I said. “I think we can figure something out.”

She pressed her hands to her hips and thrust her pelvis skyward slowly a few times. “Talk to him about that hands on the hips thing while you’re talking to him.”

“Believe me,” I said with a laugh. “I will.”