Mostly it was a grind. Babysitting for grown-ups, men and women who should know better than to -- whatever their poison was-- drinking, drugging, staying up all night, missing meetings, and generally behaving like four-year-olds after too much red cough syrup. In fact, some of them actually were on too much cough syrup. It had been another long day trailing the lead singer in a teenage boy band, but that gig was over as of today, his concert tour was over and she could move on. Not before she talked to Greg, she missed her fiancé so much. Clicking around on her desktop Eva opened the video chat app. She missed Greg so much, but she hated to bother him. It had been most of a week since they had spoken, though. This long distance relationship stuff was for the birds. She had never believed in it anyway, but Greg insisted they give it a try. She was almost always on the road, and so was he, which sucked. Weird how she wasn't hearing from him, although she knew he did get pretty wrapped up in his work.
