#screenstart

[teagvns-blog]

if anyone knew teagan, they knew that she wasn’t the ‘relationship’ type, meaning that when someone she didn’t even know was pretty much stalking her to try and get a chance to ask her out, she had to put an end to it. however, her being her meant that she was going to do it in a way that was fun to her. she quickly made her way over to someone she knew, wrapping her arms around theirs with a sickeningly sweet smile. “i need you to pretend to be my significant other for a few, got it?” she asked, making it seem like she was talking about something else. “i might have someone following me who thinks they have a chance with me and i want them to leave me alone. i’ll buy you drinks if you go along, okay?”

[harpcr-blog]

harper: i tried doing my own hair today before coming on set  harper: and honestly? it was a mistake like you’d think i’d know how to do my hair after having seen it been done for me for the past couple of years and yet?  harper: like look at the right side of my hair like why the FUCK is it just sticking out like that harper: like how do you even do hair like i can memorize lines and make up stories but hair?  harper: no thank u like !! LOOK AT IT IM IN DISTRESS 

[ismorales-blog1]

isaac spent last night as he did many nights: awake and drinking endless cups of coffee. sleeping always felt like lost time, so instead he worked on screenplays he’d never produce and ran lines until they were perfect. however, this habit made for difficult mornings. he knew perfectly well that he had to be on set early, but that never stopped him from staying up late. this morning, he had to be in wardrobe and makeup by six-thirty, which meant he set his alarm for six-ten and called it good. isaac always refused to be late, which meant he’d made himself known for showing up to set with unkempt hair, bags under his eyes, and pajama pants. he had to say: he didn’t look too bad for someone who’d just woken up. regardless, he still found all eyes on him as he raced through the studios. “i’m a professional,” he explained himself to someone nearby, “at least i’m not late.”

[helawrites]

        Paperwork tucked into her messenger bag and two coffee trays balanced in her hands, Len announced, “Come get your coffee so I can actually do something important!” She placed the coffee trays on a nearby table and pulled the paperwork out of her. With her head down looking at it, she noticed someone loitering. “ Look, if I didn’t get your coffee order, write down and I’ll get it once I’ve finished this paperwork. I do have a job that isn’t just getting you guys coffee. ” Eyes still skimming the paperwork, she rolled her eyes.