The campus was beautiful, with lush green grass and a clear lake surrounded by an eclectic mix of old red-brick buildings and sleek modern complexes. ...ut the best part of the view was the girl in the window. I'll get to her later.First, I should introduce my flatmates. There were six of us in the flat, and they're pretty important to the story of my time at university.The first to greet me was Emily, a short (maybe 5'2") Biochemistry student with dirty-blonde hair, B-cups, and a really cute. Actually he hadn't, since Tiffany had appeared in nearly seventy-five films, a large number of which were B Movies or ones in which she'd only had a bit part. But the voluptuous actress had played pretty much the same character in each of them, a not too bright bimbo. It was a role she had raised to an art form, one she'd made so much her own that she could list an Oscar nomination among her credits. Well aware that she wasn't the most versatile of actresses, Tiffany had parlayed a little girl. They grab some hotdogs and coca-cola to eat in the car. It’s cheaper that way instead of sitting down in a restaurant or bistro. At about 2.15pm they arrived at a small building. Greg parked his car and got Aida to follow him up some flights to a glass door where a simple sign read ‘Rupert and Company’ and below that ‘If you got the acting talent, we want you’ Greg opened the glass door and a chime went off announcing to the occupants of the office that there were visitors. A buxomy blonde sat. ' I smiled at her. 'I'm always ready to take advice from the experts.' I heard a snort from across the table.'I'll have the fish,' said Ryan.The food was excellent, and we lingered over dessert and brandy before making our way, a little woozily, back to our room. When we closed the door behind us we found room service had been to visit. The toys had been tidied away, and a bottle of expensive champagne was nestling in a bucket of ice, with a birthday card from Hotel Rouge. 'Champagne! Magic!'.