𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒. matthew gray gubler

↳ apr. 18

iii. the awkward being awkward
—LOLA NOVAK

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   I ROLLED MY EYES, SCROLLING
through the comments of my newest Instagram post. It had been bombarded with Evan Peters' fan girls after he decided it was appropriate to comment that on my post. We broke up around last year, so I truly didn't understand why he was still trying. Nor did I care much about him, either. Honestly, I couldn't really give a crap about these celebrities. I felt like they all were way in over their heads, and wayyyy too confident.

And freaking Matthew Gray Gubler. He liked my post last night, and today I caught him staring at me like five times. If he wanted to talk to me, he should do it. I didn't know why he just stared, because it was making me feel the tiniest bit insecure.

The bell rang, indicating that the cast members were about to shoot. I made my way to the office setting, sitting down with BJ Rogers, the lead costume designer, along with a few other interns and employees on our team. I was in charge of finding JJ's outfit that she was wearing today, and I had to admit that she looked pretty good. I mean, the woman was beautiful enough to rock a trash bag, so it wasn't too difficult.

"JJ's outfit it really nice, it's a little different from what we usually do." BJ whispered to me.

"Is it too different?" I asked her.

The woman shook her head, "I actually like it."

I nodded, relaxing. "Okay. Good." I muttered as they began shooting. I got a little bored so I brought out a book and started reading, waiting for the next outfit change.

"That's a big ass book."

I glanced up to see Shemar Moore standing there, his arms crossed and wearing a friendly smile. I looked down at my book, shrugging.

"The bigger the better." I mumbled, seeing him smirk. "Oh don't even." I laughed.

Shemar let out an amused laugh, "you new here?" He asked me, and I nodded.

"I joined two days ago." I said. "I'm Lola."

"I'm Shemar." He said casually, "One of our old costume designers quit about a month ago so I see why you all needed another pair of hands." Shemar explained, "who'd you do today?"

I cocked my eyebrow at the man, almost laughing. "What do you mean, who'd I do??" I raised my eyebrow, suspiciously.

"You're as terrible as I am!" He exclaimed, laughing, "we're gonna be buddies. I can already feel it."

"Because sex jokes are an amazing way to bond." I rolled my eyes, smiling. "I did JJ's outfit."

"Sick. She looks good in purple." Shemar said, and I nodded.

"Does Morgan wear those henley shirts in every episode?" I asked, nodding to the blue one he was wearing.

"Yes, and it gets so boring." Shemar rolled his eyes. "I wore suits and stuff in the earlier seasons, but I guess it was part of his character development that I started dressing like a dad."

I laughed. "Nah. It makes you more, I don't know, casual and laid back. Cool guy vibes."

"I think it does as well. And it's easier to move around in—Matthew has to wear like three layers everyday." He laughed, glancing at the dude who was still shooting.