#Chapter 127: Acting Up

Hannah I settled down on the cushion next to Noah with a soft sigh, tucking my legs underneath myself and casting my eyes over the chaos of papers spread out in front of us. Noah hummed to himself beside me and picked up one of the papers, muttering something before crumpling it up and tossing it into a nearby pile of other papers that had also been discarded. “Okay, where do you want to start?” I asked, picking up the nearest sheet to me and scanning it quickly. Noah ran a hand through his hair, sighing heavily. “Honestly?” he asked with a surprising amount of candor in his tone. “I’m not even sure anymore. It feels like everything’s falling apart at the last minute.” I pressed my lips into a thin line, but nodded sympathetically. “Okay, um… Let’s just take it one thing at a time, then. What’s the biggest issue right now?” “The entertainment,” Noah groaned. “Our main act canceled last week, and I haven’t been able to find a decent replacement on such shor