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The next morning you had called Miss.Francine about the schedule change, glad she seemed rather ok with the news. Now you headed to work after getting Mr.Darlings coffee; Warm, not hot.

Today seemed much more busy than the previous two. You thought everyone was in a rush before, but now people were straight up running and yelling from place to place.

You spotted Barneby walking fast with a young man who seemed to be his assistant near the dressing rooms so you decided to figure out why everyone was in a hurry.

"Barneby! What's going on why is everyone running around?" You followed him, slightly having to run to keep up with his pace.

"Oh (Y/N)! Sorry I'm a little in a rush, todays set got ruined in the rain the day before so everyone's stressed. I'd get to Wally if I were you." He said before rushing off. Checking the time it was still 5:45, meaning you would be early. "Would he want me early today?" You questioned to yourself.

Taking that as a warning you quickly ran to Wally's dressing room, his door was wide open and you could hear the faint sound of his yelling.

"Oh shit." You mumbled, quickly taking a peak in. Wally seemed to be yelling at one of the hair dressers, the other two stepped off to the side scared shitless.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO GET IT IN MY EYE!" He screamed, clawing at his left eye desperately. Quickly you ran up to him, pulling out a napkin you had grabbed at the Cafe the morning off out of your purse and handing it to him.

He snatched the napkin and rubbed his eye aggressively. His shoulders seemed to relax a bit and his breathing slowed.

"Get out." He mumbled to the floor while still wiping his eye.

The hairstylist ran out of the room whispering to each other, but just as you were about to leave he called out "No, you stay, and close the door behind them."

Turning to face him he now looked in the mirror at his red eye, slumping ever so slightly while cursing to himself. You stood there awkwardly, holding your bag unsure if you should put your stuff down or not.

"I told them not to get any spray in my eyes and they couldn't even follow that. Now my eyes red." He said to himself, pulling his eyelid only to cringe at the  sight. Without speaking you quickly scavenged your bag looking for any kind of eye drops you might have.

"Here." You said, holding out some eye drops for him to take. He looked over at you for the first time today, seeming to hesitate.

"Why should I trust you huh? Maybe that's rat poison. And you're early." He complained while crossing his arms and legs, sticking his nose up in the air while judging you.

"Fine. If you don't want it you don't have to take it, suffer while you act, that's not my issue. And a "thank you Ms.(L/N) for helping me!" Would be really nice every once and a while." You say in a low pitched voice while shoving the eye drops in your bag again.

"Wait."

You lifted your eyebrow up, holding eye contact as he held his arm out. He looked in the mirror one last time before letting out a child like whine. "Please?" He asked, avoiding your stare.

You gave a shit eating grin before grabbing the bottle and handing it to him, "Now was that so hard" left your lips as you accepted this as a victory.

"I swear if this is poison I'll kill you." He mumbled under his breath while putting the eye drops in his eye.

"If I was poison you would be dead before you could kill me." You joked.

He seemed satisfied with the eye drops and placed it back in your hands while blinking away any tears he had left. Standing up he left the dressing room to begin his day.