Friday, August 26, 2011

bang, bang, bang on the door, baby.

older girls, he never really though about them all that much before this movie shoot. then there was the hairstylist with the piercing eyes and the crew chick with her boyish charm. then, out of nowhere, the latter gives her phone number to him.
out of 120-something extras, 16 cast members, and around 100 crew he managed to notice her and realize that he wanted to spend some time talkig to her. the first day he comes back from his first time on the set and goes to find a number to place his cup on. looking for 42, he starts talking to her a little. from then, he knew he had to actually talk to her. every time he went to or from set for the two days he managed to end up seeing her. they exchanged those awkward "you know I'm gay and I know you are" smiles. she showed him that she had the matching socks to the mustache ones he bought from wordrobe, told him she was okay with the gender fuckery of him taking a crown instead of a tiara, all these little moments that didn't seem to be all that much. finally on his way out for the last time, she was collecting tiaras and crowns, she made him wait for a second and gave him her number and name for facebook. she put in the effort to write it all down before, like she was planning that moment. and that mumbly, adorable awkwardness of rambling about how he could add her on facebook or whatever if he wanted and didn't think it was creepy. out of all those people she went to the trouble just for him... he felt special. maybe once he turns 19 they could spend more time together, when they can both get into the clubs and stuff.

another night without dinner. the downside of being on set, only a late lunch with nothing on crafty when you get back from set. he wishes he grabbed stuff before they left for him to munch on between camera views or scenes. late nights and not enough meals are starting to get to him. tired and hungry is default.

<3 <3      

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