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Millie's POV:

"Been twenty four hours I need more hours with you," I sung quietly in the shower, "Spent the weekend, gettin' even ooh ooh."

I washed the shampoo out of my short hair, then grabbed the bottle of conditioner. "We spent the late night, making things right, between us," I closed my eyes, spreading conditioner through my hair. "But now it's all good baby, roll that Backwood baby, and play me close."

"Cause girls like you run around with guys like me, 'till sundown when I come through, I need a girl like you!" I belted out the lyrics, not a care in the world who was listening. I mumbled the rest of the song, singing in key and sounding great. I mean, the shower could make anyone sound great.

I washed the conditioner out, and turned the tap off. I got out of the shower and grabbed my 011 towel, slightly drying my hair with it before wrapping it around my body. I signed the fogged up mirror, putting hearts in the place of the dots in my I's. I made sure my towel was secure, and then opened the door.

There, right in front of the doorway stood Gaten, Noah, Caleb, Sadie, and you guessed it, Finn.

"HOLY SHIT!" I screamed in their faces, nearly dropping my towel. But they didn't flinch. They just kept smiling. Grinning ear to ear.

"What the fuck is going on you guys?" I hollered at the five of them again. They shared a knowing glance, and I grew impatient. "Well?" I tapped my foot noisily.

"Girls like you can really sing, huh," Caleb said, and I froze. They heard me?

"You-you heard me?" I mumbled, looking worriedly into the eyes of my cast mates.

"Mhm," Sadie murmured.

"You're an amazing singer, Millie," Gaten admitted.

"Thanks," I trailed off, surely blushing, "But, your compliments don't make up for the eavesdropping."

I giggled at the look on their faces as they went pale, wondering what I would do to them.

"Relax, I'm not going to hurt you or anything," I assured them, and they sighed collectively, Noah bringing a hand to his chest.

"We can't be sure though, we all remember the last time one of us pissed you off," Sadie recalled, and we shared a chuckle.

One time, Noah spilt his fucking GoGo or whatever it's called all over my script, five minutes before the cameras were to roll. 

So I punched him in the gut.

"Well, we have to be on set in half an hour, why don't the rest of you go get ready?" I advised, and we all went our separate ways.

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Twenty five minutes later, we were on set. The final scripts for today's shooting were delivered to each of our trailers. 

"Thank you," I said to the man handing me two folders, on with my name and the other with Finn's. I closed the door, and looked down to examine the pages. I opened the front cover, and saw that a bright yellow sticky note had been attached to the first piece of paper.

The note read, 'You guys are kissing today. Have fun!'

Sometimes I just hate the Duffers. And right now is one of those times.

"Finn!" I called out to the back of our trailer.

"Yeah?" he replied, appearing in front of my eyes. It was kind of unnerving, calling him Finn when he was dressed as Mike. I wonder if it happened to him when I was dressed as El.