"Come here," his voice is gentle again.
She gives in, placing her small hand in his. Lifting the cloth, he sees her blood spill out from her palm. He inhales sharply through his teeth and presses the rag back down. They sit there like that for abo...
"Welp, here's hoping makeup can cover these bags," Sandra calls out to Gesine as she heads out the door to start her commute. She hasn't had this poor of a night's sleep in years. The brisk air is biting when she opens the door that morning. She closes the sides of her wine-colored cardigan to protect her from the chill. She slides into her driver's seat before realizing she left her keys in the house.
Jogging back to her porch, she opens her door to find Gesine standing there, holding her key ring. "Forget something?" She teases.
Absent-mindedly, Sandra mutters, "Yeah, thanks." She grabs her keys and jogs back to the car. Take two, ha! She laughs at her own movie-making pun. The ignition is turned. She pulls her seatbelt over her shoulder and glances at the passenger seat for her backpack, which is also missing. "Shit." She pulls her seatbelt off and puts her hand on the door handle before noticing Gesine standing right outside her car, holding her backpack in one hand.
"You sure you slept enough to drive?" Gesine is worried.
"I'm fine, thanks." Sandra takes her backpack from her sister. "That's why I grabbed a tall cup of coff—" she whips her hand in the direction of the cupholder only to see her travel mug is missing. When she looks back, Gesine has produced the mug from behind her back.
"I'm not so sure you are, Sandy."
Sandra looks at her sister with grateful eyes, hugs her, and thanks her again before hopping back into her car to start her drive. She arrives at the parking lot to see Keanu's Porsche already there. Of course he's already there, she rolls her eyes as she pulls into her own marked spot. With coffee mug in hand, she heads towards craft services, greeting the crew as she goes. "Hey Bob, staying warm?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Stop with the ma'am stuff, alright? Ma'am is my mom!"
She turns the corner toward the food table and sees Keanu standing with his back towards her. He has a bowl of cereal in one hand and is selecting from the fresh fruit with the other.
She freezes in her tracks, mouth slightly agape, as she debates with herself as to how hungry she actually is at the moment. Melissa is about to sit down at a table with some other cast when she notices Sandra standing fifty feet away. "Sandra! Over here!"
Keanu turns when he hears her name, just in time to see her tuck her hair behind her ear with her chin down to her chest. He watches as she turns the other direction and speed walks away.
Glancing back and forth between them, Melissa notices the nonverbal exchange. Sandra had already doubled her distance so Melissa turns her attention back to Keanu. "Hey, come sit with us!" She eagerly waves at him. He puts one hand up to politely decline and walks over to the studio wall, leaning against it to eat. Melissa and Maureen, another cast member, look at each other with confusion.
"Let me try," Maureen offers. She walks over to Keanu with her soda in hand. "Mind if I join you?"
"Sure." He was curt.
She leans against the wall next to him, drinking her Coke in silence. He stares at Sandra's trailer, not touching his food. After a minute she says, "Why can't you hear a pteranodon go to the restroom?
A pause, and then, "I'm sorry, what?"
"Why can't you hear a pteranodon go to the restroom?" She repeats.
"I don't know," he replies dryly.
"Because the 'p' is silent," Maureen flashes a smile and Keanu can't help but smirk a little.
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