When twenty-eight-year-old Sebastian Stan scores a huge role for Marvel's newest superhero origin movie, secretly dedicated to his best friend's cute obsession with the comics, both Sebastian and (y/n) meet "some guy" from Boston and (y/n) falls in...
I bite my lip nervously as I stare at the text message, the blue cursor on the bottom left of the corner blinking as it awaited for a word to be typed in. The past month was busy for me and Sebastian, as we had shooting for Political Animals and OUAT, which, by far, is two of my most favorite series to have been in. I was on my break as we were about to film for Jefferson's last scene, where he finally sees Grace.
The message was from Chris, and I honestly just didn't know what to say.
"Pretty girl, chin up!" my makeup artist, Mella, smiles gently at me as a gentle chocolate brown finger taps my chin up. I look up for her and settle my phone down in my hands as she dabs (light/heavy) (s/c) foundation on my neck, blending it in gently.
I was currently wearing a dark blue trench coat to put over the outfit I came to set in, which was a white undershirt and black leggings. They gave me light brown boots. It was such an modernized Alice In The Wonderland get up, the vibe of it would help me get the shoot over with smoothly.
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They decided to keep my natural (h/c) hair and simply put in dirty blonde highlights here and there as I requested to not wear any wigs and such, paired with a gray bandana over my head to keep the stray strands out of my face.
"So tell me, how'd you and Sebastian meet hm?" Mella tried to strike up a conversation, her nervousness in the form of the faint blush rising to her cheeks. I smile softly.
"Middle school. We've been best friends ever since." I replied, as she backed away to admire her work, playfully tilting her head to the side as her box braids fall to the side of her face. I giggled at her.
"Aah. Same dream team?" she grinned as she walked to me and held up a eyeshadow palette to my face. She then dabbed the brush and I closed my eyes to let her work her art.
"Not really. It's mostly just Seb. I did theatre with him in college but ended up continuing for psychology, I had a much better chance at that." I say as the brush leaves my eyelids. I open my eyes and turn my head a little to give her a preview of what it looked. "Didn't mean I don't know a few things." She smiled and grabbed a glimmering gold tube of mascara from the makeup stand. "I'm just Seb's assistant on any other normal day really, so, you won't really be seeing me on the screen."
