'Star in a web~✮' || Miles Morales x Reader

「 ✦ 𝗕𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 ✦ 」

   You woke up at 8:47, stretching briefly as you look over to Miles's hammock to see that he was no longer there. You quickly grab your phone to shoot him a text, but notice two message notifications.

Bambi🦌 

'mb I left, needed 2 grab something for mami(っ- ‸ - ς)'

'I'll be at ur set at like 1'

   I rubbed my eyes as I got myself up out of his bed, collecting my belongings and saying goodbye to both of his parents downstairs. As I left out of the apartment building, I jogged quickly to my car and giggled to myself quietly. My call time was eleven, so I had plenty of time on my hands. I propped my phone up on the phone mount on my dashboard as I FaceTimed Angel.

   "Hey, mama how are you!" She exclaimed as she answered the phone, face buried underneath two sets of comforters as she grinned through the screen.

   "Not your anemic ass being bundled up in 97-degree weather," I laugh as I glare at her momentarily before returning my eyes to the road. "I'm doing good! The first episode of T.B. is coming out next week after we wrap up this final shoot. And you'll never guess what happened with me and Miles bitch." I ramble with a toothy grin on my face.

   "First of all, shut the FUCK up. And what happened girl?" She gasps as she props up her phone on her dresser and readjusts herself so she can face the camera entirely on her bed.

   "So I showed him the whole fuckin'...thing with the paparazzi and the clicks or whatever. And, he doesn't care. He didn't make it awkward, and, AND, we made cookies to calm me down." I explain as I pull into my driveway. "And then we started opening up about family shit, so I told him about my mom and my emancipation and shit...n then he gave me a hug." I squeal as I enter my house and get everything I would need for a day on set situated. 

   "Oooh, not yall being the best of friends," She giggles as she rolls her eyes playfully. "I watched him full-on shove someone tryna spit game at him when we went to the store together that one time. That shit had my dyin'" she laughs as she shakes her head.

   "Nah cuz I remember when we was at Chuck E Cheese, and somebody's daughter tried taking off his headphones to talk to him. Bro near damn punched her by instinct." I laugh loudly, quickly putting my shoes back on and heading out the door towards my car once again. "But girl I gotta go, imma make my way to the recording site. It's supposed to be at this fair or whatever." I remark as I start up my car.

"Aight girl, byee~!"

Man, I love her.

   It drive was slightly longer than anticipated, albeit I got stuck in traffic, but I managed to get there thirty minutes before I was required to be. I took the extra time to get my makeup done, change into the clothes I would be wearing, and let the hairstylists style my hair accordingly. It didn't take entirely too much time since it was just a simple 'slightly sick' and natural look, just something to make me look a little bit more aged. When it was time for me to get ready, I began blocking along with my coworkers, Ivy, Tierra, Dylan, Wesley, and Jamie. I made my way up to the top of the fake building, sitting on the edge with Tierra, the young woman playing the main character, Mariah.

"And...Action!"

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   "Y'know I really fuckin' hated you growing up. You never came around. And when you did, it was always with a bad attitude and a new boyfriend." she began in a soft, somber voice.

   I scoff and roll my eyes, looking at my little sister with the coldest stare I could possibly muster.

   "You know firsthand what it's like to be under that bitches roof-" I began to retort before being cut off.