The Write Match // Bill Hader

Eleven

I wake up, and I move, trying to leave before Bill wakes up. For some reason, waking up together after having made this unspoken agreement doesn't sit right with me.

I don't want to talk about it because it will make me think and make me wonder, and it will make me want to know more about him, even though I swore to myself I wouldn't. I remember everything I said last night, and I know he does too. I get dressed, walking out into the hallway, sighing as I successfully escape Bill's apartment.

My phone starts ringing, and I jump. "Did you have fun last night?" John asks.

"Thank God, you called me once I got outside. What are you doing calling me this early? Yes, I had a fun last night, and you don't get to know anything." I speak quickly, and walk down the street, knowing I've got lots of things to do today. "You should be getting ready for work, not calling me and worrying about Bill and I." I mumble.

"I just wanted to see if you actually went to his apartment last night. I saw the little 'you left your keys in the break room' stunt Bill pulled before you left yesterday. I know his apartment key was on that key ring." He says, laughing.

"Actually, I went to my apartment last night, but then I went to Bill's because I needed help on a sketch. I'm tired of being judged for it. We hook up, so what?" I ask, unlocking my apartment door. He's laughing on the other side of the phone. "Why are you laughing? How can you be just as annoying as he is?" I fight back, putting my things down.

"I'm not judging you, Meredith. I'm laughing because you're still pretending that this just casual hook ups, and it's cute." He says, and I go to my bathroom, brushing my hair.

"It's just sex. I don't know why you would think differently." I say.

"It's because you get so defensive when you have to talk about it. If it was just sex, you would just ignore me like normal, but you fight with me about it." He says, and I roll my eyes.

"Fine, whatever John, believe whatever you want." I say.

"I'll see you at work in a little bit. We should go out after work tonight." He says.

"I'll think about it. I have to get ready, see you in a little bit." I say, hanging up. I get myself ready, straightening my hair instead of my normal curls, before leaving my apartment again. I haven't gotten my morning call from Bill yet, he's probably still asleep. It's seven, and he won't be awake for a little while.

John and I meet at work, and our calm morning soon turns into chaos once set and costume design take over studio 8H. I'm back in costume design this week, thankfully. Fred and Kristen have already been in and out, getting their costumes taken care of. Bill throws himself down into the chair and Sandy, one of the costume designers, looks at her list.

"So, Meredith, I notice that Bill is in a sketch you wrote this week. Is there anything you want him in?" She asks me, and he looks to me, smirking.

"Stefon needs to wear an Ed Hardy shirt." I tell her and I see Bill's face fall, which only makes me smile. "You know the Macaulay Culkin movie, Party Monster?" I ask, and they both nod. "Just base his entire look off of that movie. Make it very New York City circa 2007." I tell her and she smiles, going straight to work. As Sandy works on Bill, I go and pull the rest of his costumes, he watches me as I work.

"Okay, Meredith. What do you think?" She asks and I look at him.

"I like this. It's exactly what I had in mind, it's perfect." I tell her and she claps. I look at the clock on the wall and realize that I'm supposed to have scripts to the producers soon. "I have to go. Thank you, Sandy." I say, leaving the room and walking back to my office. I take the stacks of scripts, that are organized in order of the show, to the main stage and give each producer a set. On my way back to help Sandy, I'm greeted by Lorne.