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This sucks. You didn't come to New York City to deliver coffee. Your life long dream was to be an actress, but things did not turn out how you planned.
You had been givin a job offer in New York for a mini part in a movie. It was a big deal to you so you left immediately.
When you got there, though, turns out the part was to help out actors. Mostly get coffee and run around like a dog.
You would have been fine to work like that. Make good money and such, but most all the actors were, to put it simply, bitches.
If their coffee was a tad bit too creamy or dark. They would yell and complain to you until they were tired of looking at you.
You learned to keep your mouth shut after almost being fired. It was hard to hold your tounge, but you found a way.
It started out as a normal day. You talked to your manager, got a donut, and started heading to the stars quarters.
The thing about your job is that you helped alot of different people, and never know when they were leaving or coming.
Today was something to do with superheros. You overheard workers talking about. As well saw a little bit of the set.
As you walked by a door someone came out. It was Zendaya. Of course you had heard of her. She was one of your favorite actor as a kid.
She noticed you staring "Hi!" She said cheerfully. It shocked you for her to be so nice. You looked down and started to talk.
"Do you want coffee or maybe a snack?"
She looked at you, her smiling turning into a sad one. "No I'm good. Thank you for asking though."
You only nodded your head in response then walked away. Sure you helped every actor, but you were assigned a specific person to help.
You went to the number door you were assigned. It had 'Tom' on the front of it. You knocked on the door. As soon as it opened you looked down again.
"Hello Tom, I'm Y/N. I'll be getting you coffee, snacks, and such."
He stepped outside the door. You could smell his cologne. He smelled like trees and cinnamon. It was intoxicating.
"You can look at me ya know?" He said, english accent very known.
You shook your head. "Sorry. I just don't like looking people in the eye"
You heard him sigh "Come in, I'll need some help sorting things out." You stepped inside after he went back in.
His room was colorful and livelt for such a small place. He had a mirror and chair for makeup. Plus a poster of Spider-man along with hangers with costumes on them.
"I need to sort through those boxs over there." He points to three boxes by the couch.
"Okay" You simply say and start getting to work. He helps you, which unusual for an actor, kinda refreshing. He makes conversation with you. Even if you don't reply much.
"Hey" He says, you look up but don't make eye contact. "We should get coffee."
Of course. "Sure, sir. How would you like it?"
"No, darling, i don't like coffee. I drink tea, but i meant we should get coffe for two."
You finally look into his eyes which are a beautiful brown. He looks into your E/C eyes.
"Sure!" You say cheerfully "We can get coffee and tea for two." You both smile at each other before heading out.
~~~ This took awhile to make but I'm proud of it. This may not be completely accurate because i don't work in show business but i did my best.
Hope you liked it and thanks for reading. This book is getting more popular than i excepted. Thank you bunches!
