Jared's Joker

Walk of shame

I walked quietly down the hall, clutching onto my shoes and purse as I tried not to make a single sound.
My hair and makeup were a mess. One look at me and you'd be able to tell i was sporting that just-fucked look.

Yeah, just fucked by Jared Leto, that's who! Or the Joker...either way, it was a dream!

When I reached the end of the hall I looked left and right, careful not to run into anyone as I'd probably have to explain myself.
All the extra's were gone by now anyway and only the select few stars filming for the day would still be expected to remain.
As soon as I thought it was all clear, a voice behind me halted me in a panic.

"Where have you been?" A voice called out.

Turning around I saw David Ayer looking suspiciously at me.

"I...I was just...grabbing some snacks before I left." I tried to lie, but I was a terrible liar.

David cocked an eyebrow as he folded his arms.
"It took you three hours to grab a snack?" He asked.

I just stared wide eyed at him and smiled.
"Well, I ran into a friend of mine here and we decided to have coffee."  I lied again, feeling my heart racing.

"You do realize this is a closed set. Who's this friend?" He asked.
He was relentless! Just leave me alone!

"One of the extra's actually, we went to the same college," I smirked, applauding myself at how believable my lie was.

I could tell by the look on his face that he didn't believe a single word but he just slowly nodded his head.

"Hey David, check this shot out!" Someone called behind me and David began to walk past me.

"Great! I'll be in touch with you then, we might need you for a few more scenes," and with that he had walked away, leaving me to sigh in relief.

I put on my shoes, deciding I had no reason to sneak around anymore, and walked out to my car.
As I sat, my insides were aflutter with the memories Jared and I created.
The sexual tension these past couple of days was instantly melted into a single event, a single session of one-on-one Joker to club-goer rough sex.

I was grinning like an idiot but did I care? I had bragging rights as far as I was concerned but honestly, i'd never spill.

Before shifting the gear to drive, I looked down at my phone and noticed a missed text.

Call for sex: You sure are talented

I laughed quietly to myself as I remembered the name he had given himself as my contact. I stared at the text for a few seconds before I put the phone down and drove off.

I wasn't going to text him back that quickly.