Summary: Y/n helps dennis with his lines.
Warnings: Soft.
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After a long day of work, you get your keys out of your bag unlocking the door walking in to be greeted with papers everywhere.
you drops your bag at the door walking into the living room to see pieces of script paper all over the coffee table and the couch. your eyes scanned the room before landing on a worried Dennis sat on the floor with a coffee in his hand.
"Dennis..baby are you okay?" you ask him moving some of the paper off the floor onto the table making your way towards him.
Dennis looks up from his mug smiling slightly, you could see the worried look in his eyes and knew something was up.
"Tell me about your day, den den" you sat down next to him rubbing his arm leaning your head on his shoulder.
"Well, i went into the rehearsal studio and uhm Chris said that he wants me to be one of the leads in our next show and i cant remember all these lines so..."
"But that's good news Dennis! It finally shows that Chris believes in you to eb able to do this and i believe you too. Come on ill help you get all the papers in order and we can read other them together, how's that sound?"
Dennis nods looking at the messy living room.
"I really made a mess didn't i?"
"Yes u did mister" you gets up grabbing his hand pulling him up and getting to work cleaning up the papers and putting them back in order.
20 minutes later...
"Right so lets go over these lines.." you point to the script at a certain set of words.
Dennis looks at the script reading it out..
"well well look who it is, its becky Sanders....Leader of the prostitution..."
"Woah woah woah no look its prosecution not prostitution.." you laugh pointing it out to him.
"Oh yeah"
You both read the script together before deciding it time to head up to bed and get some rest
