A Coincidence||Fionn Whitehead

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A/n- Because I'm lazy Tom Glynn-Carney is "Tom" and Tom Hardy still has the (H) in brackets.

Dotty slumped back in a chair by the coffee and tea table, handing out cups of warm beverages to cast, crew and extras. She was very tired but didn't show it much, despite her legs being kicked up on another seat and her eyes having dark circles beneath them. Yawns escapes her lips every so often but no more than usual as she tinkered on her phone. She was about to text Fionn when two arms wrapped around her shoulders and a head rested on top of hers. "You're back." Grinned Tom and she turned to see all of the lads in front of her, sipping some drinks.

She nodded and sat up properly, taking her headphones from her ears and slipping her hood from her head. "Everything okay? It must have been important if you didn't reschedule it." Said Harry as the lads sat down, Tom stealing the chair she had her legs on and Fionn the other side of her. It was late in the afternoon and Fionn, Harry and Aneurin looked positively freezing and wet.

She shook her head before Barry said something. "Then why didn't you just reschedule it so you didn't have to go back and forth?"

A smirk rose on her face. "Because then I wouldn't be able to do this!" She patted her lips slightly and blew, a bubble forming and then popping.

"You've got your braces off!" Fionn exclaimed, "let us see."

The girl flushed red in embarrassment as she bared her teeth. They were still slightly crooked but better than before her braces, as she had told them before. "Aw, no orange anymore." Tom jested poking her in the ribs. "Just plain white teeth."

"Thank God." She laughed. "I can now indulge in food that I have had to go without. It's bloody amazing. Ooh! I realised where I have seen you before!" She turned to Fionn.

"Where?"

"You were in that three part drama thingy earlier on this year! HIM, wasn't it?" Fionn nodded, running a hand through his damp hair and tugging the towel around him more. "It was very good, annoyingly short but very good nonetheless. Didn't like the ending much. I wanted he and Faith to get together."

"Would be a bit awkward though, they're step siblings remember?" Fionn chuckled.

She shrugged, "Ah, well, who gives a shit, they aren't related by blood, big whoop! Though, you were a great, mag-ich-an."

"A what?"

"A mag-ich-an, Cillian."

"English perhaps?" Cillian added.

She rolled her eyes, "A magician."

"So weird."

* * *

"It's Saturday! Why do we have to get up early? We don't work at the weekends!" Moaned Fionn at the breakfast table. Dotty hadn't come down yet but all of the guys were up and eating. They were going to explore the city of Dunkirk and invited her along, but Fionn just wanted to sleep.

Harry snorted patting him on the back, "Fionnly, it's called exploration, it doesn't wait for you to wake up late in the afternoon."

"But I'm tired."

"Oh shut it and eat your food." Jack cried biting into his toast. "Where is Dotty?"

"Speaking with her dad." Said Tom as he sat down with orange juice in his hand, "I just passed them, she'll be here in a minute."

Barry smirked at the blonde man, "you two seem close."

"Best friend, init." Tom laughed and challenged him jokingly. "You and Jack seem close."

"Well he's a babe, of course we are." Barry retorted.

"Just wait until your girlfriend hears that." Tom (H) said. "I'm sure she'll love that."

"She doesn't have to know!" Barry raised a finger to his lips and winked, kissing Jack on the cheek.

Dotty approached them confused and sat beside Tom stealing a slice of his bacon. He shook his head and pulled her into a sideways hug, "you are lucky you're you, anyone else they'd be dead."

"I feel blessed." Dotty smiled sarcastically, "Fionn? You alive?" She asked and tapped the brunette on the head.

He grumbled in response turning his head so that he was looking at her, "No." He said as Harry and Aneurin pulled him up. He linked his fingers and stretched his arms out, yawning before leaning on his elbows biting into his yoghurt.

"You're not meant to bite yoghurt." Pointed out  Aneurin who was then flipped off. The Welsh man rolled his eyes and flipped him off back, both messing around of course.

"So what exactly are we doing today?" Dotty questioned.

"Just looking around, maybe shopping, who knows?" Harry shrugged, "I do fancy a McDonalds though."

"McNuggets sound really inviting right now." Barry sighed, patting his stomach.

"You wouldn't be saying that if you worked in McDonalds, you get sick of the food when you're around it each day." Dotty stated, "But I never got sick of the nuggets, they're life."

"You've worked in McDonalds?" Harry furrowed his brows. Okay it definitely is Dotty Nolan texting Fionn, he thought, the evidence is right there.

Dotty nodded her head, "It's horrendous, I hated it, but it meant I wasn't skint so I put up with it."

"How was it bad?" Barry asked. "I think it would be great, not as good as acting or boxing, but still fun."

"The one I worked at had a shitty boss. He constantly picked on us if we didn't have our hair in a certain way, or if it was not a natural colour. If you were working over the lunch period, and you had a lunch break you had to buy the food from there. The hours were awful too. I once did an eighteen hour shift with three, half hour breaks, just because he couldn't be bothered to get more than one person to cover someone who was off sick. I was constantly asked to do night shifts when I was only a weekend girl, during school. He loved making me work until three in the morning on a Sunday so I only had two hours rest before sixth form."

"Why didn't you quit?" Tom turned to her. "I would have threw a McFlurry at him and told him to stuff it up his arse along with the job."

Dotty shrugged, "it wasn't bad pay, and he is my uncles friend so f I went to him saying I was quitting he would have asked me the reasoning behind it. I didn't want to possibly tarnish my uncles friendship. Besides, I didn't have any other job to go to. Then my dad asked me to join him on set and well that was heaven in a few words. The next day, this was while auditions were still going on, I told my boss I had a new job offer. I took my last pay check, bought 20 chicken nuggets and a caramel ice frappe and left. Here I am now."

"Gotta get them nuggets and frappe for that dramatic exit!"