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[1/?]
Busy people started to loosen up, stretching their arms over their heads, sighing out loud, and popping out the tension from their necks. It was a rough day for everyone in the set, it was after all, the final episode of Billie Dean Howard's show and the longest one they had to film - it had to be special after all since it would be the highlight of the whole show.
You on the other hand, was not so ecstatic about the fact that it had finished unlike the others. Sitting outside with your lips pressed together and eyes were gloomy-looking and obviously lost.
The crew weren't finished uninstalling all the devices inside the old rusty mansion, numerous people entering and exiting the house simultaneously, carrying various things and loading them in a big trailer truck. The sun had settled down and the luminous moon took place, shining brightly over the earth. The night was cold and it was a mistake that you had left your coat back home.
"(y/n), it's getting cold out here." And it caused you to check out the person behind you but of course, that voice alone was enough for you to name that person. "Ms. Howard." After acknowledging her, Billie Dean Howard motioned for you to follow her and so you did, keeping a very small distance from the woman until you two reached her own car.
You watched Billie as she took off her own coat and draped it over your shoulders, running her hands up and down your forearms to at least warm you up, "You still cold, darling?" Darling. That endearment would have knocked you out of reality and forcibly pushed you into day dreaming again if it hadn't been for her eyes that kept your gazes locked together and God, her sweet smile.
Nodding affirmatively, you summoned yourself to give back the smile. "Okay, that's good." Billie's deep but so feminine voice lured your lips to become apart and eyes to wander south to settle on her lips. They were so plump and so pink, shining under the moon lit night with the help of those strawberry scented gloss.
"I'll give you a ride home, darling. Gery's told me you're always taking a cab and it's not safe anymore for a pretty girl like you to be travelling all by yourself with a stranger at this hour." The subtle flirting energy that her words possessed was enough to make you squirm. She gave you a knowing look and motioned for you to climb inside the car.