Timid at first

Ayumi asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought we were in this together. Naked, exposed, ****."

Greg looks at her, his eyes filled with confusion. "I didn't think it mattered, Ayumi," he replies, his voice soft. "I mean, it's just a role, right? We're just actors playing a part. And this costume fits much better. See, it has pseudo-claws too!"

Ayumi shakes her head. "It's not just a role, Greg," she replies, her voice firm. "It's hours of me being completely naked in front of dozens of people, while you get to wear a full costume. And you never even tried to make it easier for me, or stand up for me when I felt uncomfortable."

Greg looks at her, his face falling. "Ayumi, I had no idea you felt that way," he says, his voice earnest.

"That's not all, Greg," she says, her voice trembling. "When they made me to strip naked at the first rehearsal, it was you who agreed. You didn't say anything to stop them, and I thought that you would be there for me, but you weren't."

Greg looks at her, his eyes filled with shock and guilt.

Ayumi continues "Liam has been nothing but kind and supportive since I started this role. He's the one who made me feel safe when I was naked on stage."

Greg's face turns red, his anger getting the better of him. "Liam is just trying to get in your pants, Ayumi," he snaps. "He doesn't care about you. He's just using you for his own selfish desires."

Ayumi's eyes widen in shock. "That's not true, Greg," she says, her voice shaking. "Liam has never tried anything with me. He has only shown kindness and respect, unlike you right now," Ayumi replies, her voice trembling with anger.

Greg looks at her, his eyes flashing with jealousy. "He's just playing with you, Ayumi. Can't you see that? He's just trying to manipulate you so that he can get what he wants," Greg responds, his voice laced with bitterness.

Ayumi shakes her head, her confidence in Greg dwindling by the second. "No, Greg. You're wrong. He's never tried anything."

With that, Ayumi angrily storms out of the storage room, her bare feet slapping against the cold concrete as she runs back to the safety of the busy theater.