“You’re sharing it with Jesse?” Chloe asked, raising an eyebrow.
Beca smiled, closed her laptop, and left the comment unresolved. Some things were better left imperfect.
“Because you’re trying to use complete sentences,” said Beca Mitchell, sliding into the chair opposite her. Beca was nursing a cold brew and looking at the document like it was a personal enemy. “Just bullet-point it. The producers want a ‘raw, authentic feel’ for the documentary.” pitch perfect 2 google docs
“That’s why I’m using a burner Gmail account,” Beca whispered back with a smirk. She hit the button and typed in a list of emails: aubrey.posen@barden.edu, fat.amy@... and one more. jesse.swanson@...
“It wasn’t the perfect set, the perfect note, or the perfect win. It was this. You idiots. In a Google Doc at 10 PM. That’s the real encore.” “You’re sharing it with Jesse
“He asked for the behind-the-scenes dirt,” Beca said, her cheeks flushing slightly. “Besides, he’s good at catching typos.”
The fluorescent lights of the Barden University library hummed a lullaby of boredom. Chloe Beale stared at her laptop screen, a single, pulsing cursor blinking on a blank Google Doc. The title read: Pitch Perfect 2: The Official World Championship After-Action Report. The producers want a ‘raw, authentic feel’ for
Beca scrolled to the bottom. The final page was empty except for a single, new line. It was from Chloe.