Good luck Group

As a young film talent, just graduated from the Acting school, you’ve been searching for months, job boards, rejection emails, endless waiting. Then, finally, a call. You’re in a café, no paper, no working pen. Scrambling, you scrawl the details on a napkin. Barely legible. But it doesn’t matter, you have an audition! Two days later, you drive, nervous but excited. The address? Fuzzy. Did you write it wrong? But then...relief. A bold "Audition Here" sign. You park, inhale, and step inside. The manager greets you. Slick hair, too much cologne, a smile that lingers too long. Something about him makes your skin prickle, but you shake it off. The room is dim. Oddly quiet. You take a few steps forward. Then, you see a white couch. Behind it, five men. Tall. Watching. Smiling. Your stomach knots. This doesn't feel right. Their smiles widen. You don’t think this is the right place at all...