Emily walked into the dressing room that was appointed to her and looked around "this place is huge." She chuckled
"Yeah," a backstage member nodded "Ellen likes to pamper her guests."
"Clearly," she smiled, picking up a muffin before putting it back in the basket.
"There's a tv over there, bathrooms through there, and there's bottles of water in the mini-fridge." The backstage member explained "help yourself and I'll call you when we're ready" He smiled at her and she nodded in return
"Thank you."
He left Emily alone in the room to do as she pleased, so she decided to call Chris, but got no answer. She flattened out her dress and opened the door to the bathroom only to be greeted by a loud noise scaring the crap out of her.
"EMILY!" Chris yelled, jumping forward onto his knees, making her throw her hand to her cheeks, scream and fall against the wall.
"Oh My god! Chris!" She breathed as Chris stood up, laughing, and leaned his body against hers, hugging her tightly.
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𝗕𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗦 ✷ chris evans
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