Oneshots // Stranger Things cast // IT cast

Auditions

-and my god this reminds me
of when we were young-

"Hey, Sasha, any news?" Finn, 28 now, spoke into the phone with a glint in his eyes. He really wanted this role. "Not yet. Wait, one sec, I'm getting a call right now. I'll call you in a few." Finn hung up and threw himself back on his bed, mentally preparing himself for both rejection and the role. The movie was about a psychologist who stumbles upon a dead body. Well body is a bit...whole. More like a skeleton with the last few bits of decomposing flesh hanging on. Later he gets told that it's the corpse of his girlfriend who disappeared a year ago. Their love story is told in flashbacks while the kidnapping/murder is being investigated. It sounds kinda lame when described but it's a really good movie. Finn shot up the second his phone rang again. "Sasha? Did I get it?" He could hear a laugh coming from the other side of the phone. "Yes, Finn, you got the role. They're gonna cast the girlfriend slightly based on chemistry so they need you down there ASAP. Congratulations. I gotta go now."
"Oh, Sasha, I could kiss you."
"At least buy me dinner first." With that she hung up and he started packing. He got an email saying when to be where and what to bring and a week later he was in Hollywood once again.

"Good morning, Mister Wolfhard, here's your schedule for the day and a map of the building. We have a personal assistant, me, ready when you need one. If you have any questions, please ask, I'm here to help you." The girl, she couldn't have been over 16, rambled like she'd done this many times before. Finn glanced down at his schedule, reading through the lost of names. There were ten in total. The first seven were just your average actresses who'd just had their big breaks. The kind that were popular now but would be irrelevant by 2030. The eighth and ninth names, however, caught his eye. He chuckled to himself. Those two did always have the same taste in acting jobs. He looked forward to the numbers 8 and 9 all day. Finally, around 4 pm, number 8 was up. The door opened and for the first time in seven years, Sadie Sink was standing in front of him. They both ran towards each other and hugged. "It's been too long, Titanic."
"It really has, Michelle Wolf."

Time flew by and at 5pm she had to leave again. They said goodbye and out she went. Then number 9 was up. She shyly opened the door but there was still definitely a confidence in her step as she walked towards Finn Wolfhard. He smiled widely and opened his arms for the one, the only, Millie Bobby Brown. Though she didn't go by that name anymore. It was Millie Bobby Schnapp-Brown now. The silver band on her left hand proved it.