𝒲𝐵𝐻 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉: 𝒷𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝑜𝓃𝑒
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𝓛𝓪𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓷 𝓜𝓪𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓷 has been best friends with Walker Scobell her whole life, since they live on the same road. When her best friend books a role on an upcoming TV show with a bunch of other young actors...
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twenty-three . Date Day?
[ narrative , instagram] FEBRUARY 15TH, 2024 The Impulse Date lauren's pov
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"CUT!" JENNIFER yells, and I immediately drop the lovesick eyes I was giving Brady. He laughs, smiling at me, and we head off to the side area where we can sit for a second.
They film one more scene, and then Jennifer tells us we can be done for the day since we worked really fast. I silently celebrate to myself, and head to my trailer to get ready to go back to my room.
I change into my red crop top and black leggings that I got after I watched TMNT with Brady. Would I ever admit that Raphael was my favorite? No way. Not to Brady. He'd use that against me forever. Raph is admittedly the best turtle, but Mikey is a close second.
I think I may be biased because of Brady... but who cares. Certainly not me!
I hear a knock on my trailer door, and I'm wary when opening it, because last time someone knocked Brady basically attacked me... with a kiss, but still.
I slowly open the door to see Brady standing outside of it. He smiles brightly at me.
"Hi, sweetheart," he says softly as he invites himself into my trailer.
"Hi Noony. I just saw you like 10 minutes ago, what's up?" I ask, and he grows excited.
"Wanna go on a date?" He asks me, and my eyebrows raise in surprise.
"Yeah? But why today? Why right now?" I ask him, and he shrugs.
He grabs my hand and pulls me to his car, seeming overly excited and it makes me a little bit worried.
He basically shoves me into the passengers seat and hops in the drivers side right after, smiling ear to ear.
"Brady..." I say cautiously, "why are you so excited?"
"What? I can't just be excited to spend time with you?" He says, acting offended.
"Not this excited, Noony. What's going on?" I ask him suspiciously.
He just shrugs, not answering me as he continues smiling. He pulls out of his parking spot, and I text Kate to drive my car back to the hotel. She replies with a thumbs up.
"Sweetheart, you enjoy Walker's company, right?" Brady asks me.
I furrow my eyebrows. "Yes? He's my best friend..."
