It's 8 a.m. and I'm finally getting out of my bed. I should have been up at least 20 minutes ago, but the "5 more minutes, please" thing was a little bit stronger than me this time.
While standing up I'm still fighting the urge not to jump to the bed for at least another hour or two. I went to bed very late last night because of the continuous checking of my phone. I was hoping for a phone call or at least a message from Graham King, the producer of upcoming movie Bohemian Rhapsody. As soon as I found out, that there will be such a movie, I wanted nothing more, than to be a part of it. But here I am, standing in front of the mirror in my old striped PJ's, and wondering what to do next.
As I'm finally heading to the bathroom, I manage to accidentaly kick to a door frame and almost break my left thumb. Typically me. After brushing my teeth and changing to some T-shirt and jeans. I'm heading to a local coffee shop to get some breakfast and coffee too. While crossing the road, I'm trying to convince myself, not to think of the movie constantly. Later I'm giving up on it, guess I'll just never stop.
I'm ordering a large coffee and some waffles. The waitress seems to recognize me, but she is too shy to ask. I leave her some tip and walk out. While reaching for the car handle, my phone starts ringing. I immediately pick it up.
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From The Moment We Met - Hardzello Fanfiction
FanfictionFor everyone, who loves Ben, Joe, Bohemian Rhapsody and of course, Queen! The story begins when Joe recieves a phone call from Graham King. When he offers him a role of John Deacon, Joe immediately accepts. On the very first day of shooting Joe ge...
