Daughter’s phone

I was cleaning up when I saw a text come in on my daughter’s phone. She was in the shower, and she took a while. I’ve always been nosy and protective, so I take a quick look. I know my daughter’s password; it’s her birthday. Not the brightest, my daughter. My jaw hit the floor with what I read:

Casting director: “thank you for n incredible shoot today. You did great things and look forward to more great things. Here’s the screengrab that will show for the video on the website. Love those in innocent teen eyes and our viewers will too.

You’re going to be a fucking star! Next session you’ll get paid.”