10TH NOVEMBER, 2019
ꪖngeline had the shoot arranged for Monday. Monday came and went fast, as did her birthday. Austin and Nicholas tried to convince her out of having the shoot on her birthday since then they would not be able to go out on the town together - thus Sunday was the perfect day for the three of them to go out and get drunk together. They did not abandon her this time; they stayed by her side even when she was hugging the toilet to flush all that alcohol out of her system.
She stayed in bed on Monday morning until she pushed herself to get out of bed and prepare for the shoot. Maybe Monday shouldn't be for filming arrangements, she reasoned. She had no choice but to show up; it was not Matthew's fault they were all hungover. She took subways to the studio because she was too intoxicated to drive, and Matthew was already standing in front of the building.
"You look like hell," he said. "Thanks"
Angeline entered the building code 6969; she was only 20 years old when they rented that studio, and those were the numbers that ran through her mind. When Matthew realized what it was, she just elbowed him in the rib.
"You are too loud, keep it down," she warned.
"Was it a funny night?" he asked. "You look like you are, so that is why..." he says, stating his motive for interrogating her.
"It is my birthday, yeeey, I am one year older now," Angeline jokes. She unlocked the studio door first and allowed him in. She tossed the keys into the basin next to the door.
"How old are you anyway?" he asked, realizing he needed to say something else.
"Old enough for you to keep me," she said with a smile.
Matthew seemed desperate as he probed about her age, "Seriously, I did not find that out..." When she was in her natural shape, she appeared young, extremely young. No heavy makeup, orange cheeks from that night...
"You stalked me?" she asked, and he only nodded. "I stalked you too"
There was a niggle. Angelina burst out laughing in agony as she realized both of them were doing the same thing. They were both quite inquisitive, which may have brought them together. "You do not look 36," she noted.
"What do you mean?" Matthew said thoughtfully. While he was eager to learn what she thought.
"You look three years older than me, not eleven, and your behavior does not match your age," she says.
"If we are going to do that, you look like you are 17, I was a little hesitant about taking the job because it would require me to kiss an underage girl," he highlighted the kisses from the script, he always addressed those kisses during the talk.
"You can kiss the doll and we will do some magic," she instantly proposed, a little irritated.
"Come on, you are 26 years old. We will make out for a movie," he laughed.
After half an hour, Austin and Nicholas had still not arrived, and their phones had been turned off. Angeline and Matthew sat on the couch, projector in hand, watching a movie on a white screen. Angeline, unable to sit still, removed her sneakers and sank into a laying posture, lowering her legs into his lap. She felt comfortable around him.
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