"Melody Thorne, who are you calling a mad dog?" The agent next to Luna Lancaster immediately put on a sullen face.
"Did I say you guys?" Melody Thorne looked a bit innocent. "I was just talking about a barking mad dog, I didn't even mention the dog's name."
A burst of laughter erupted around them.
Luna Lancaster glared at the people around her. "What are you laughing at?"
"Looks like I really didn't rest well last night. I just had a hallucination and heard a dog barking again." Melody Thorne's arm rested on Nina King's shoulder as they walked towards the dressing room.
"Seems so," Nina King felt a warmth in her heart. After experiencing two years of low points where she had no friends at all, this was the first time she felt genuinely warm.
"Have you been reading the news lately? I heard many artists are particularly shameless, making agents work like slaves, completely treating them like nannies without any dignity, even making them hold umbrellas when there is no sun,
