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  Hollywood What If Chapter 145

  Kazir stumbled to the railing, wobbling quite a bit.

  The woman turht and found an unsteady man.

  "Excuse me, are you okay?"

  She looked up at the city lights as the man stepped onto the baly. Still, this arty and the baly was free for everyoo use.

  "Yeah, I think I'm fine," Kazir replied, kneading his forehead hard.

  "Um, do you wao get you a gss of water?"

  "Thanks, I really ." He smiled bitterly.

  His head hurt and his vision was blurry. He also felt like throwing up.

  Kazir Grey likes to drink, but he never likes the feeling of a hangover. So he never gets to the point where he has to go bnk. But today's party affected him.

  To be precise, he was happy about winning the golden statue and got drunk because of it.

  "O- Okay, I'll get you one."

  The womao the party and found a waiter handing out gsses of water. She grabbed two gsses auro see the man vomiting violently. Kazir was leaning against the wall, spitting out what he had ied.

  The woman flinched. It was disgusting to see a strahrowing up.

  Still, she handed him the water.

  "Here."

  "Thanks..."

  Kazir Grey sobered up after vomiting and drinking two gsses of water.

  'Damn, I'll definitely have a haomorrow."

  He thought.

  "It's okay. Alcohol be dangerous sometimes." The ut down the gsses.

  "Too much alcohol is dangerous."

  "That's true." She agreed.

  "By the way, have we met before?"

  Curious, Kazir looked at the woman. He felt like he knew her, but he could not remember.

  "Your pick-up line is too rusty. You should use a better line."

  The woman sighed. It was the third time she had heard it tonight. She was here to make es because her career was not getting aer.

  She had heard that Grey Pictures was a new produ pany and the prospects were good.

  But all she got was endless flirting from the opposite sex.

  "Ah? I think you misuand, I have no iion of doing that."

  "Okay?" She tilted her head.

  She helped the man to his feet. The light on the baly was too dim, so she had to get close to see his fabsp;

  Suddenly, the woman remembered a se in the gym three years ago. She could not fet this memory because it was quite funny.

  "Ah, now I remember. You're the fat guy heezing in the gym!"

  "..."

  That was embarrassing. Sober for a while, Kazir remembered that se as well.

  "You're Jennifer elly."

  "That's right. Wow, I 't believe you look so good now. Looks like you work hard."

  "I'm proud of my aplishments."

  "It looks that way."

  They both looked into each other's eyes before realizing that they were quite close. Jennifer was the first to step back. She smelled the terrible smell of alcohol on Kazir.

  "Anyway, what's your seems you're part of this industry too."

  "I'm a director."

  "Oh really?"

  "I'm Kazir Grey."

  "... You've got to be kidding me."

  Jennifer elly was stunned. She didn't expect to hear that name from the man who threw up.

  Wheehe party, her agent told her to flirt with Directrey. To be ho, she didn't like the idea.

  But now that she saw Kazir's performance... She had sed thoughts, no, third thoughts.

  "W- Well, I guess I have to go now. See you ter."

  "Okay, take care. Thanks for your help. You go to Grey Pictures if you're ied in w with us."

  Kazir waved his hand without a problem. He was shocked to see an actress alone on the baly, but that was all.

  He didn't have to act starstruck, he was a famous person too.

  In fact, his name is probably more famous than Jennifer elly's. Especially after the sdal two years ago. Almost everybody knows his name.

  Of course Kazir Grey foutractive, but he was not a creepy asshole.

  'Besides, I don't want to be part of the Me Too movement, the ive side of it, of course.'

  Well, the main antagonist of the Me Too movement was her than Harvey Weinstein.

  "Jennifer elly, huh?"

  Kazir actually has a crush oress. He was one of his top 5... that sounds bad.

  Anyway, Kazir said goodbye to the party and finally returo his apartment. He hired a taxi because it was too dangerous for him to drive.

  As expected, he threw up ioilet again.

  He fell asleep in his dirty tuxedo. He was too tired to ge.

  .........

  ......

  ...

  When Kazir opened his eyes, a sharp pain hit his head. He groaned and rolled over to the left side of the bed.

  "Fuck..."

  He said. The up and looked at his watch. He realized he was te.

  "Fuck!"

  Kazir had never been te for filming. This might be the first time. He didn't have time to shower, so he ged his clothes instead.

  He checked his phone and found dozens of messages and missed calls.

  -- Hello, Kazir? Where are you?

  Producer Harold Witsend tacted him.

  "I'll be there! Just give me 15 minutes, no, half an hive me half an hour and I'll be there. While I'm goell Fremont to shoot the gas station se."

  Kazir quickly came out of the apartment and ran to the elevator.

  "Okay. By the way, gratutions on the Oscar."

  "Thanks." He said and ehe call.

  Kazir Grey smiled. He was happy to have wo inal Spy...

  Unfortunately, the throbbing pain hit him again and his smile disappeared.

  "Fuck. Painkiller might not be bad..."