Journal of an Agent: Chap. 20 – Angelina Jolie
By Carnage Jackson
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This is Part 19 of an ongoing series. Yes I know the celebs don’t act like this in real life, but this is a fantasy after all.
I sat across from Angelina Jolie in my office. Angelina was wearing a white “wife beater” t-shirt and a pair of tattered blue jeans as she stared at me with a sort of dissident gaze, absentmindedly flicking the ash from her cigarette onto the carpet of my just-cleaned carpets. I didn’t want to bring up the issue of not being able to smoke in an office building in California, I had bigger fish to fry.
I rested my head on my hand as I sat in my chair across from her in my wooden desk. We had been sitting like this for about five minutes, ever since she had walked in, sat down and looked at me. She looked like a spoiled child, her over-puffed lips stuck almost in a permanent pout. With a sigh, I decided to break the ice.
“You know why you are here Angelina, because of the request of the United Nations,” I said to her. Angelina just nodded – though she had been my client for the past three months (she had come to Continue reading