When twenty-eight-year-old Sebastian Stan scores a huge role for Marvel's newest superhero origin movie, secretly dedicated to his best friend's cute obsession with the comics, both Sebastian and (y/n) meet "some guy" from Boston and (y/n) falls in...
Tonight, I decided to sleep on the balcony in my apartment in New York. Chris had just called me right before he left for the premiere of his new movie. He had asked me if I'd like to go with him, but being on my period (and a 46-hour-drive away), I had to say no. The last few days have been... fulfilling. A week earlier, I was asked to do modeling and despite not being good at it, Chris had assured me I nailed it when they sent in the pictures to my email three hours after the shoot.
Nothing else, in particular, had happened today. I was going back to LA on Friday for the Agent Carter finalization of season one. I was just so excited that the anticipation for everything to come, just as I was before. Still, in disbelief, content but scared. But this time, the fear I felt wasn't for myself. I look back at my iPad as I wait for the 'Before We Go' premiere, pulling at the skin of my lips lightly in nervousness.
My phone buzzes from the armrest and I carefully pick it up, as it was hooked up to my charger. I smile, seeing it's a message from Chris.
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I chuckle and look back to my iPad, my mind rewinding going back to 2013.
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New York City.
The most destructive place on the face of the Earth. Heroes claim to have saved the world from evil, when the only place you'll see them standing in the movies is in New York City, all mountains of debris and flipped over cars, cheering crowds, and the attackers' spaceships laying on the ground. And guess what the Avengers are going to save next?
We received a message not long a week ago for a new Avengers movie, to be directed by Joss Whedon this time, and surprisingly enough, I'm in it. And guess who the heck told me—
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That's right. Taylor told me.
She called me.
At three nearing four in the morning, nearly six for them back in Tennessee, which does no justice to my lack of sleep.
All because Lizzie told her... at around 3 AM.
And Lizzie lost my number and told Taylor instead, who was too afraid that she'd forget it, thus, speed dialing my number at the most unreasonable time on the clock.
