𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝

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[just a short lil thing of fluff i guess]


It was the first official day on the new set for Jack. He had his iced coffee in hand, yawning because he had to get up early for this damn table read. He finds his name at the table, checking his watch, 6:05 am. The girl sat next to poured a monster energy drink into her iced coffee, mumbling under her breath about how she was gonna die. He let out a little chuckle.


The girl next to him turned to look at him. "Oh shit, I didn't hear you sit down. I'm Y/N I'll be playing {insert whatever f-ing name u want}, I think we're love interests." Her voice was flat and monotone, he didn't blame her it was so early in the morning and she had probably been up for hours already.


"Hi, I'm Jack," he tried his hardest not to be too loud this early in the morning, "I'm playing Blaise, so I guess we are, love interests I mean." He stuck out his hand for her to shake, which she gladly did.


After hours at the table read, it was finally over. Jack let Y/N take a few sporadic naps on his shoulders when she had small breaks between scenes. The two were exhausted and just plain overworked, yet they still made dinner plans for that night, a way Y/N is repaying Jack for lending a helping shoulder.



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