June 23, 1994.

  Billy was so busy that he even missed the relevaivities of the 1994 World Cup that had been going on for over ten days. Just as the rec of the crucial moments of the film "Little Women" (1994) finished for Winona, who, in an attempt to teract the important elements, started having some versations with David Piner. She even invited him to the film set, which the singer wanted and demonstrated by showing up two days ter smelling of alcohol and with his hair scattered over his shoulders.

  -I have to shoot ses; I don't think it's healthy, David, - Winona said in a low voice, rejeg David's drink, who just shrugged. She found his nont gesture strikingly simir to Johnny Depp, and she couldn't help but like the carefree attitude of the singer.

  -There's a bar nearby. It would be fantastic if we go, - David said, approag Winona and whispering in her ear in a promisiure.

  -Sounds good, as long as we get there before 2:00 am. Gilliam wants to finish the st shooting ses as soon as possible, - Winona said.

  -No problem at all, - David said, giving Winona a gentle kiss on the cheek.

  The wind whipped through the refreshing evening, and the beautiful Winona smiled as she climbed the stairs. David Piner sipped on a Coca-Co, calming the flig moods.

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  Billy got up at 4:20 in the m to do his daily exercise, stay in shape, and clear his mind from the disappointing start they had with "The Lion King" premiere. He didn't quite uand what the main problem had been. He even improved the script and animation pared to the blurred version he knew, delivering a strong animation with better transitioween ses and dialogues.

  "What went wrong? 'I have a lot to think about,' Billy whispered. The only way to make money was by makis and, of course, lises or deals with different pahat had requested their puter programs. This, along with shares or lises, could bring some dolrs to the table. Ag could also tribute.

  He ran in the m chill, not as cold as he expected, and not too hot either. Forty mier, he checked his wristwatch, clearing his mind. "A new book." He ran almost thirty blocks in a straight liil he found himself lost iwists of the street. He retraced his steps; it was 4:55 wheuro the hotel, fully sweaty and ready to start his workday.

  A woman stepped out of a red car, in high heels, and a white dress that left much to the imagination, with soft and provocative curves that were undoubtedly a reason to whistle et lost for a while. Billy could see how the world stopped at her beauty; it seemed like time stood still. She walked a bit unsteadily and bid farewell to the car. When he saw her lift her face, he greeted her relutly, somewhat impressed by how he had seen her arrive, her lipstiewhat smudged, mascara smudged, and pletely disheveled.

  Billy walked, took five steps, and was only one away from being on top of the beautiful woman.

  -Miss, I must say I didn't expect to find you in this state, - Billy said.

  -I didn't expect to arrive in this state, - Winona said cheerfully, with a giggle that was being familiar to Billy. Was she ag?

  -I see you've had quite some fun, - Billy said, dryly, with an offeone.

  -What are you talking about? Now I do whatever I want with my life. I don't have to tell anyone what I am or am not doing, - Winona said.

  -I don't deny it. Nor, on the trary, I just... apologies if I offended you, - Billy said, walking to the hotel.

  Winona's heels crashed against the ground, and he heard her moan as they headed to the elevatoing up with Billy on the same floor. Four floors of disfort, but betweewo, the retionship froze, and a very angry Winona only moved her foot, geing a repetitive tic-tac.

  -I don't uand why you're upset, - Billy said, quieting the situation.

  -I don't uand why you're so idiotic with your morals and your morals. Live your life, friend, - Winona said.

  -Unfortunately, my morals are as unpleasant as your tough-girl attitude. You think you're funny for arriving drunk and having to work ihan two hours. Enjoy your short career in ema; you've had a good role, and you already think you step on everyone, - Billy said, louder than normal.

  -Brilliant words for an idiot who has just started his career in ema. You're a child; grow up a people live, - Winona said, raising the volume.

  -Again with the same; the only child here is you. With your arrogant attitude and your ck of tration. I uand that I'm young, but I'm muature than you, little star, - Billy said, louder than normal.

  -What a jerk you turned out to be! - Winona said.

  -Why does everyo you to walk all over them? I have my limits. If you don't have them with people, it's because of your pathy, - Billy said.

  Something ued happened.

  Winona started tearing up; rge tears streamed from her big eyes like raindrops, flowing down her face with unhappiness. Without uanding why, his words hurt her so much. She tried to lower her head but felt so humiliated. Very tired and humiliated.

  Billy sighed and said some words Winona couldn't uand. They hadn't pressed the number four; they had fotten to do it.

  There are usually buttons that do that, - Winona thought.

  The elevator went up while Winona tinued g louder.

  -I'm sorry, - Billy said.

  Winona just kept g.

  -I was unfair to you; I couldn't trol my emotions and said very harsh words. You didn't deserve them, but you got me out on my terms, - Billy said.

  The door opened, and Billy just kept walking ahead. Winona's stunned silence left him without knowing what to say. She was trembling so much that she couldn't open her room. Billy sighed and helped her in. The room was a mess, clothes strewn everywhere, food here and there.

  His father, grandfather, and grandmother used to say that a person's refle is characterized by their presentation, their home, and their office. Winona, oher hand, remained furious with Billy in a way that words couldn't express. She saw everything in red, but she didn't feel like talking to him. She felt a hatred in her heart, and faint traces of revenge were running through her mind. Revehe bck-haired girl thought.

  She watched Billy tidy her room, not g much about what he was doing. But after anizing her room, he just closed the curtains so that the m light wouldn't bother her.

  Closing the door behind her, Winoo bed with the white dress still ardless of the "Little Women" premiere. She was very sleepy and exhausted.

  Once Billy left the room, he entered his own and made a quick call. - Nigel, sorry to bother you so early... yes, it's just that I have an issue, a meeting in the first hour of the m... I'll be an hour or two te... yes, I truly apologize for this; I promise it won't happen again... thank you very much... yes... great, I'll let them know... nine in the m is a perfect time... good day. -

  -Damn women, - Billy thought.

  Every day, he uood women less and uood his father more about his words, - We all have our mistakes, son; I have more than a will always be our fault for everything we do. Let me carry that bme now. -

  He packed his suitcase, ordered room service, and spent his two hours clearing his mind and tinuing with his ics, depig an image, the final chapter of Evangelion would be presented on July 25, and the final chapter of Yu Yu Hakusho on August 3. Both ics were in their final stretches, and only Billy khe ending of both. He calmly worked orokes of chapter 97 of Evangelion, one of the most intriguing chapters of the series.

  The end of everything. Also, one of the most intriguing and revealing chapters. There were only two or three more chapters left, and this one had to be delivered by the first week of July.

  He heard a light kno the door. A quick breakfast arrived at his door. - y me another breakfast at 9:00 am with a cup of bck coffee in the order? - Billy asked.

  tinuing with his drawing and writing, Nigel would take care of the rest of the details. While trating on his ic, he could only fix his mind on the woman who slept five rooms away.

  He ordered panoramic drawings and everything that could be highlighted in the shots, using rge hyper-realistic illustrations for each drawing as if it were a vas. It was a way to give a pleasing and eye-catg touch to the whole drawing.

  He heard a sed kno his door, and he k was breakfast.

  -Thanks, you leave it oable, - Billy said.

  Taking the tray and leaving for Winona's room, the soft breathing of the young girl could be heard as she slept with all the acute fatigue of a night of partying.

  -Winona, wake up, - Billy said gently, pg the tray oable.

  -e on, you have to wake up. It's nine in the m, and you have to go to work, - Billy said, turning on the room lights.

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