✰"is it hot in here to you too? i'm sweating but i can't really tell."
✧"maybe it's just because we're both nervous."
↝ where you are a new actress on tua, and they pair you two in the same hotel room. ↜
. . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊° .☆
Breathe in. Breathe out. You got this. Aidan Gallagher was probably behind this door, don't act ridiculous.
Two months and six days ago I got an email. The email. The big email with the big bold letters on the top, the email with a big fancy production name in the address, the email with the key to my future. Before that, five months and sixteen days ago, I submitted an audition to the only open role of a character named Luzy in season four of The Umbrella Academy. The fact that I got in, me, gives me an almost physical reaction of excitement and gratuity.
Of course I watched the show, the behind the scenes, and the blooper reels, and I could feel the personality of each actor seeping through the screen. They were more than just Klaus, Diego, Allison, or Five, they were like me. Each one of them started like me too, especially Aidan.
I've been filling my journal full of words of excitement, specifically for meeting Aidan. He is a big inspiration to me. He was one of the most talented actors I've seen, and his presentation of Five is just so raw. From a Nickelodeon sitcom to playing an extremely complex character like Five so damn well is incredibly admirable, especially at the time he was cast for such a role at thirteen.
We were all invited and treated to a massive trip to Universal trip. I at first opted to decline, but they insisted. I didn't feel deserving of this high honor of being in the cast list of such a popular show, and being seen with them. They assured the cast will love me and be impressed with me as much as our producers and casting manager wete. And then, of course, as to not be rude I accepted this offer. It'll be the first time I meet Aidan Gallagher, and as for the rest of our cast, we will be seeing tomorrow.
I sharply inhaled, mentally preparing for every second I could get before I inserted the card into the slot of the electronic door knob. My card went in, the light turned green, initiating a satisfying click noise. I breathed one more time, knowing this will be the last time I will fully remember to before seeing him, as I slowly pressed on the knob.
My need to be quiet around new people was intense in this moment. As quietly as I could, I squeaked the door open, a soft hello creeping from my mouth. I gripped onto my luggage handle, as my head twisted around the door. For a moment I thought he wasn't here until I spotted a dark brown luggage sitting atop the bed. It was wide open with clothes neatly inside, some sitting on the bed next to the luggage as well. I finally tuned into the noise I was hearing very quietly from behind the heavy bathroom door, running water.