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Blank Space - Episode 10

Style

Songs used in this chapter:

Style - Taylor Swift

IDGAF - Dua Lipa

Delicate - Taylor Swift

'You've got that James Dean, daydream look in your eyes and I've got that red lip classic thing that you like, and when we go crashing down we come back every time, we never go out of style.''

Some weeks after that bizarre cast party, Morgan was in her apartment, dipping cookies in her coffee and playing chess with Lucas. Taylor was walking around, arranging something about an event that Morgan had no idea about. The things with Sebastian in the last two weeks were full of ups and downs, mostly downs. There were moments when they didn't speak to each other and others in which they were quite friendly. But those moments were pretty fleeting. But Morgan was in peace with herself and playing chess relaxed her as much as practicing kickboxing. ''I have news'' Taylor informed them. ''Morgan, you're going to the Toronto Film Festival.'' Morgan was a bit intrigued about that and she sensed that Taylor had more information related to that and she was not telling her. ''That's great but... I haven't worked in anything that's going to be released there as you well know.'' By Taylor's uncomfortable face, Morgan guessed that she was not going to like what was coming next. ''First of all, this wasn't my idea. It was Damien's'' now Morgan was sure that she was not going to like what was coming. ''You're going but with Sebastian.'' Morgan didn't even looked outraged. She simply rolled her eyes. ''But why?'' she looked in pain. ''I don't really want to go.'' ''C'mon, you've always wanted to go to the Toronto Film Festival.'' Taylor was trying to convince Morgan that this was a good idea. ''Yeah, but not with him.'' she was in silence for a little while. ''However, I don't have to see him, do I? We'll just have to greet each other on the Red carpet. We'll stay at different hotels, I imagine.'' Taylor had a painful expression that Morgan didn't like. ''Well... no. You're going as his date.'' Morgan looked so scandalised that it was almost funny. ''No way. No. No. No. I'm an accomplished actress myself. Look, I'm almost more famous than him. I'm not just his date!'' Taylor and Lucas were close to laughing. ''But, as you said, you don't have any movie being released there, and he does.'' Morgan was red. ''Why doesn't he take his girlfriend? Why does it have to be me?'' ''Because, in the exact words of Damien Chazelle, no one cares about her. Everyone cares about you and him. The press love you two together. And Damien does too. He says that you spend more time with him that she does.'' ''Because I get paid for that'' she blatantly said. ''She does it for free. Wow, I love charity work.'' Lucas couldn't keep it together any longer. ''But Morgan, in your exact words, you wanted to be 'his whore for free'. It was in your old Twitter fan account, I saw it myself.'' Morgan was so used to the teasing that she didn't even mind. She had wrote that stuff after all. ''You can say whatever you want. I'm not going. Let Sebastian go in peace, I don't care.'' It looked like a sincere statement but it was Morgan so no one was really convinced. ''A pity.'' Taylor looked resigned. ''Nicole Kidman is going to be there. She's Sebastian's co-star. You could have met her.'' Morgan expression changed. ''Okay, when do I leave?'' Taylor had a triumphal smile. ''In two days. I'm sending Lucas and your stylists tomorrow.'' ''One thing'' Morgan said with a severe voice. ''Book me a room as far away from Sebastian as possible. I don't want to find surprises when I get there and get the classic fanfiction moment of 'And there was only one bed!' because I swear that I'd rather sleep on the hall.'' Taylor rolled her eyes and got back to business. Morgan was back into the chess game. ''You know, Lucas that no matter the next move you make, I'm going to win.'' Lucas glanced desperately at the board. ''How are you so good at this.'' ''I'm a good strategist, I guess.'' She saw Lucas making a move and immediately smiled. ''Look and learn: I'm going to kill your Queen with mine'' with her Queen she pushed Lucas' out of the board. ''And check-mate. I got your king.''

''You really have to go with her?'' Sebastian was being interrogated by Florence. After the shitstorm of the cast party she had been angry at him for days. Only three days ago she had forgiven him only to learn that he had to take Morgan Llewellyn to Toronto as a date. Every time Sebastian went back to his senses and the life he had before Morgan, something happened that made it impossible to live in peace. ''Yes, I don't have much of a choice just please don't complicate things more.'' Sebastian wasn't going thru his best time. Apparently not only Florence was a bit resented at him but his fans too. He had been out of the Interned for the past weeks and his fans were saying that it was Florence's fault as before she got in the picture Sebastian was pretty much in contact with his fanbase everyday. And they had adopted Morgan as the Knight in Shining Armor that came to rescue Sebastian from the evil influence of his girlfriend. Nothing was farther from the truth. He just couldn't keep seeing the 'Chanel vs Walmart' memes comparing Morgan with his girlfriend (and ironically Morgan was the face of Chanel Cosmetics, so she was really Chanel after all), the 'Seb deserves better' and the usual 'Sebastian should stop with this Florence insanity and date Morgan once and for all.' It was absolutely maddening. And Morgan's behaviour with her fans (and Sebastian's) was outstanding. She always stopped for pictures, she was active on social media and she was continually feeding her fanbase with funny Instagram stories. She had a loyal fanbase that was slowly making themselves heard around the Internet. They had campaigned to get her to do the Hugo Boss catalogue alongside Sebastian and they had succeeded. He hadn't told Florence that yet. Their latest campaign was to get Morgan to walk in the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. Yeah, Morgan looked like a model but she had never stepped on the runway in her life. However, even Sebastian had got an online petition to get Morgan there and he, believing that it was anonymous, signed it. It wasn't. And now everyone knew that he had signed a petition to see Morgan walking around in lingerie. The Internet and the media had had a field day and Sebastian was just too embarrassed to say anything. Morgan herself hadn't said anything but she obviously knew and every time she looked at him she had a smirk on her face. Pleasant. And Chace had shown him an article that stated that Victoria's Secret was seriously considering Morgan as a model. It was absolutely insane but he didn't believe it was true. And he seriously doubted that Morgan would accept to be in the fashion show, mainly because she'd have to share the spotlight with professional models when she wasn't one. ''Sebastian, am I not complicating anything. It wasn't me the one who signed an online petition to see Morgan half naked.'' ''It was a joke between me and rest of the cast'' he lied. ''And why is she even going to Toronto?'' ''Publicity'' he simply answered. ''Not actually for herself but for our next movie. And she wants to meet Nicole Kidman.'' ''Just... be careful'' she was feeling more pity for him than jealousy towards Morgan. ''Don't let her get into your head.'' Little did she know that Morgan almost never left his head. ''She's not that bad. She's being quite pleasant lately. She can be infuriating but in general... she can be nice when she wants.'' ''The thing is that... she never wants.''

Two days later Sebastian was at JFK waiting for Morgan to arrive. He had got there five minutes earlier and he knew that Morgan was not going to be late. And she didn't disappoint. Exactly at nine she got out of a black car with a horde of paparazzi following her. She walked towards the place Sebastian was, with the paparazzi still taking pictures. She was wearing a tailored trench coat with a high ponytail that looked awesome in her. And of course that she was wearing high heels. ''Hey, Sebastian'' she greeted him with an smile. ''Morgan'' he was also smiling, they were in public after all. But he could find no reason not to be nice to her. ''Let's get going. The sooner we've gone through customs, the better.'' He was right. The airport was usually packed but the paparazzi that were behind them were bothering the rest of the people. And they didn't want that. Sebastian tried to glance at Morgan's passport when she presented it in customs. More than anything he wanted to see if he could catch her real name. But he hadn't been lucky and Morgan had noticed. Thankfully they didn't have to wait much for their plane to leave. And Morgan wasn't amused to find out that her seat was next to Sebastian's. Damn it, Taylor. ''It seems that you can't get rid of me.'' he took of his leather jacket and set next to Morgan who was inhaling his fragance. Damn it, he had good. taste. His smell was absolutely irresistible. ''And you were glancing at my passport.' ''I wanted to know your real name.'' he said without shame. ''That's not happening anytime soon.'' She had also taken off the trench coat only to reveal the neat button up white shirt she was wearing underneath that she had matched with an elegant short skirt. Sebastian didn't know who was Morgan's stylist but damn that they were doing a good job. Before he could notice, she was taking off her iPad from her bag. He could see a picture of her cat as a lockscreen. ''By the way, how is Thirteen?'' Morgan's expression softened and she smiled. ''Thriving. He's getting big and his fur is shining. He's a really loving cat.'' ''I should drop by and see him someday'' he said. ''I found him, after all. I deserve half of the custody. I can see him at the weekends if you like.'' Morgan looked at him, about to burst out laughing. ''You may have found him but I paid the vet and I'm raising him up. And you don't even like cats.'' ''Who told you this? I may be more of a dog person but I like cats.'' Morgan didn't say anything. Of course that she knew about that. She knew that she'd take a Scottish Fold to space. ''Conform yourself with the pictures for now'' she handed him her phone where she had opened a folder titled 'Thirteen'. It seemed like Morgan was as attached to her cat as Chris Evans was to his dog Dodger. She had taken a lot of pictures of the cat sleeping in different positions, eating or just comfortably lying on Morgan's arms. ''Just... beautiful'' he didn't know if he was referring to Thirteen or to Morgan. She took the phone from his hands and stuck it in her pocket, then she started playing an old Doctor Who episode that she had loaded. Without any words she had got into it. Sebastian didn't know what to do so he got really close to her to watch the damned episode. ''What?'' she suddenly asked. after violently pausing the episode. ''I just wanted to watch'' he said with a little voice. Morgan felt some sort of pity for him and let him get closer to her placing the iPad in the middle of them both. And he was getting closer by the second. Morgan closed the little space that was separating them and they were literally touching. He wrapped his arm around her and placed his head on her shoulder. Morgan felt weirdly at ease. His body was warm and Morgan was loving the feeling of having his head on her shoulder. ''This is an old episode. Peter Capaldi was still the Doctor. In my opinion, he's underrated. And Clara was great too.'' ''That's Jenna!'' Sebastian pointed at Clara. ''I acted with her for like five seconds. She was Bucky's date in The First Avenger. I wasn't expecting to find her here.'' Of course that Morgan knew about that. She had seen The First Avenger more times that she could count. ''I love her. She's so good... you just have to see her as Queen Victoria. Just amazing.'' They went back to see the episode and Sebastian was so comfortable, being close to Morgan that he was slowly falling asleep. It was unbelievable that he was so in peace next to that chaotic woman. He fell asleep and his head fell on Morgan's chest. She wanted to pat his head and caress his neck but she was never going to do that. Touching him while he was asleep was non consensual and it was also creepy, so she just let him sleep. Luckily for her, getting hooked with old episodes of Doctor Who was her special ability. She had been doing exactly that for more than ten years. From time to time she felt Sebastian move but he never lifted his head from her chest. He even murmured some stuff that she couldn't understand. She didn't know if it was Romanian or simple gibberish. When they were about to land in Toronto she had no other option than to wake him up. She wanted to elbow him in the ribs but she found out that she didn't have the heart to do it. So she just shook him up. ''Stan... Sebastian!'' He slowly opened his beautiful steel blue eyes of his and when he saw Morgan he smiled. ''Am I in heaven?'' he mumbled, still with his head on her chest. That question didn't impress Morgan one bit. ''No. But if this plane crashes, you'll be. We're about to land, so, wake the hell up.'' ''Always so sweet, Llewellyn.'' he ran a hand through his hair, messing it up even more than it was. ''Do I look so bad?'' Of course he didn't, Morgan thought. He was gorgeous and he knew it. ''Your hair is messy'' she was checking her make up that was very decent after flying for only a few hours. When she looked at Sebastian again, his hair was sticking everywhere. ''Do you need a mirror?'' ''No, but... could you tidy it up a bit?'' The cheeky bastard. She reached for his hair and tidied it up. It wasn't a sensational job but at least he didn't look like was just waking up. She also tidied his shirt and leather jacket. ''Now you look decent.'' ''Thank you.'' he was smiling like a little kid. ''And Morgan... the back of your coat is a bit wrinkled. Let me help you...'' She was pretty sure that there was nothing wrong with her coat but Sebastian ran his hand on her back for a little while. ''Perfect. You look beautiful, as always'' Morgan was a bit confused. What was happening to him that was being so nice? Maybe he was just tired of the hostility. ''Okay, whatever. Now put the seatbelt on while this thing lands.'' Thankfully the ordeal was pretty quickly and in less than twenty minutes they were exiting the airport, with many paparazzi following them on the little walk they were making towards the car that was already waiting for them. Bless Lucas for the great organization. They were staying in the same hotel and for once Morgan didn't mind, mainly because he was staying in the fourteenth floor while Lucas had booked a suit for Morgan in the seventh floor. So, they were not sleeping in rooms next to each other and the 'there was only one bed' problem was out of the picture. She knew that she could trust her personal assistant. When they reached the hotel, they immediately made their way to their rooms. ''So, where are you staying?'' he cheekily asked. ''Just in case I need to ask you something, I'd know where you are.'' As if he couldn't text or call, Morgan thought. But she gave him the information he wanted. ''Seventh floor. Room 1921.'' They were in silence when they got into the elevator but Sebastian broke it before it was too late and Morgan reached her destination. ''Aren't you going to ask me the same question?'' ''No. Why would I want to know that?'' ''I don't know...'' he was being flirty again. ''Maybe you'd like to... visit me... I wouldn't mind... even if it's in the middle of the night.'' Morgan looked at him with her eyebrows raised and an unimpressed expression. ''No, thanks. If want to talk to someone in the middle of the night I'd just call Lucas. Or anyone else. See you tomorrow.'' she bluntly said, getting off the elevator. Her statement was pretty clear. She didn't even plan to see him for the rest of the day. She was going to turn up with him to the red carpet and that was all. But Sebastian didn't share those plans at all.

That night, Morgan and her team were in her room playing poker and listening to Dua Lipa, having the time of her life. Lucas had just ordered pizza so the night was getting better. Her team were a bunch of young, enthusiastic, talented, nice and diverse people. Apart from Lucas, she had Amal, her make up artist, a beautiful girl that looked like a younger Priyanka Chopra. She was from Brooklyn but all her family were from New Dheli. Morgan had found her in YouTube and she absolutely adored her. Then she had Shontelle, a lovely young woman that had been friends with Lucas at high school. Now she was an up and coming hair dresser that had got to work in the New York Fashion Week. Lucas had contacted her again and offered her to work for Morgan, which she happily accepted. And finally she had Luke, her stylist. Morgan had also found him through YouTube and had instantly contacted him. After working on Morgan's street style for only two weeks, many celebrities were trying to get their hands on him but he always refused them. The fashion magazines couldn't wait to see his work on Morgan on the red carpet. The most important thing was that apart from working together, they were great friends. ''Let me tell you girl, that you look so hot together that my insides are still burning'' said Shontelle, looking at her cards and, of course, talking about Morgan and Sebastian. ''He's hot.'' added Luke. ''I can't wait to see you two together at the red carpet. You'll set the Internet on fire, more than it is already. I know he's gonna look good because his stylist is good, no better than me, of course, but good.'' Their conversation ended when someone knocked at the door. ''Who opens?'' asked Lucas. ''The one who's losing and that's you'' answered Morgan, laughing. Rolling his eyes he opened the door only to reveal Sebastian at the other side, looking as if he was ready to go out. ''What are you doing here?'' asked Morgan. ''Do you want to join us? We're playing poker and eating pizza!'' ''Sounds tempting but I can't. I have to go to a pre-festival party''. Morgan didn't know why he was telling her this. ''You don't need to inform me of whatever you want to do, okay? You don't have to ask me for permission'' she stood up, placing her hands on her hips. ''Have a good time.'' ''I thought you were coming with me. Weren't you my date?'' ''Yeah, but to the screening of your movie tomorrow. No one told me anything about being your partner for some pre-festival party. That wasn't in the deal.'' Morgan kept looking at him with sort of a hard expression and the hands on her hips. For once he was seeing her with only jeans and a hoodie and without make up or high heels. She was still gorgeous but she looked younger, almost childish. ''I know but...'' he looked at her with his most persuasive expression. ''Maybe I'm asking for a favour.'' So, Sebastian was asking her for a favour. Interesting. It was hard to resist his offer when he looked so handsome, dressed in a black shirt (with the first two buttons opened) and black jacket. What a man. ''You can ask anyone else. I'm pretty sure that there's a horde of fans of yours that'd sell their souls to go with you.'' And she was right. He could do that or he could go alone. But, somehow, the perspective of showing up with Morgan Llewellyn was too tempting. ''Please, Morgan. I'm begging you'' he was looking at her with puppy dog eyes that apparently weren't working. ''Do you want me to kneel in front of you? Because I'd kneel.'' ''That won't be necessary'' she stopped him. ''Luke, can you do something fast?'' ''I'm ready for everything.'' Luke pushed Morgan to the huge bathroom and then ran to his own room to get his things. Shontelle and Amal followed Morgan. The only one who didn't move a finger was Lucas. He just grabbed a slice of pizza and sat in front of Sebastian. Of course he didn't say anything but Sebastian had the impression that Lucas knew something that he didn't. And Sebastian was really tempted to ask, even if he knew that Lucas was not going to say anything. So, he spent the next ten minutes making crazy guesses about what the hell Morgan and Lucas knew. Maybe it was something that involved him. He would have liked that she kept him in her head as much as he kept her in his. When Morgan got out of the bathroom, Sebastian was absolutely speechless. It was incredible how someone could look that good. Morgan was a work of art by herself but her team deserved some credit because in ten minutes they transformed her and made her look even more gorgeous if that was possible. She was wearing a shot long sleeved red dress that showed a good amount of cleavage. Her hair was in an elegant updo and her make up included her signature red lips. ''I can't believe I'm missing the end of the game. And I was winning! Can we finish after I come back?'' ''Forget it.'' answered Lucas. ''I'm not losing money against you, Llewellyn.'' ''At least leave me some pizza. I could just eat a quarter of a slice! That's not fair.'' ''Also, forget it.'' between Lucas and Luke grabbed all the pizza boxes. ''We're continuing the party in Luke's room. It's not appropriate for us to stay at the star's suite when she's out. See you later''. One by one they started to make an exit. ''Have a great night'' said Amal, with a little smirk, glancing at Morgan and Sebastian. ''Enjoy'' Shontelle winked at them and left. It was hard for her not roll her eyes. ''Let's go before I start to regret it'' she opened the door for Sebastian. It was hard for him to form words at that moment but he knew that if he didn't say anything, and quickly, Morgan was going to start teasing him. ''Are you really walking at the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show?'' he asked. Morgan laughed. Apparently she found the question very amusing. ''Did you even believed that was serious? It was just a joke that my fans created. Then you signed the petition and the issue blew up a little. But what would I do there? I'm not a model. I'd made a fool out of myself.'' ''I heard that you were seriously being considered. Even if you're not a model, you're a popular actress that'd get a lot of viewers to the show and that's all they care about. There's no model as popular as you right now and you know it.'' Maybe Sebastian was right but that wasn't making Morgan change her mind. ''The only angel I'd dress up as is a Weeping Angel for Halloween'' she saw Sebastian's confused face. Of course he had no idea what she was talking about. ''Just a Doctor Who monster, don't worry.'' Typical of Morgan, mixing Doctor Who with everything. he was getting used to that. ''If they asked you, would you consider it?'' In Morgan's opinion Sebastian was way too interested in that particular topic. ''Sorry but, no. I'd never take someone else's job, you know? Models work hard to be there and it's not fair that a privileged actress gets her place only because she's popular.'' Sebastian was astounded. Morgan Llewellyn being ethical? The simulation was definitely glitching. ''It's as unfair as when some mainstream pop star gets a role in a movie, and I'm not talking about Lady GaGa who can actually act and she's fantastic but... some clueless pop singer that believes that the Meisner technique has something to do with manicure.'' Sebastian mumbled a 'wow' after she stopped talking. He was used to Morgan expressing her strong opinions in front of him and he had the wild guess that he was the only person that made Morgan feel free enough to speak her own mind with no regrets. ''Maybe Victoria's Secret is not for you but you should do that TED talk. Or an stand up comedy show. You're so acid and sarcastic that you could be funny. It's amazing to listen to you.'' ''You always give the best compliments.'' He offered her his arm and she took it but he didn't dare to look at her for long periods of time. He was scared of getting lost in her eyes, that under the city lights, looked really purple. The place wasn't far away from the hotel. The party was in an ultra elegant restaurant. In the past Morgan would had been impressed but she was getting used to those kind of places. She kept holding Sebastian's arm. After all, she was his plus one, something that still had her a little salty. They were literally surrounded by famous people. She could see Chris Pine, Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Elizabeth Olsen and more. She wanted to talk to everybody but she was stuck to Sebastian, for now. ''We look absolutely amazing, Llewellyn. Just look at us, we're just... gorgeous.'' ''Check your ego, Stan.'' ''I'm just stating the facts, there's no need to lie to ourselves...'' ''Hey Sebastian!'' If Morgan wanted to meet Chris Pine, her wishes were a reality. ''Pine'' Morgan almost laughed. Apparently Sebastian refused to name any Chris by his name if it wasn't Chris Evans. ''And you must be Morgan Llewellyn.'' his eyes were glued to her. ''Let me tell you that you are more beautiful than I had imagined.'' She wanted to thank him for the compliment but at that moment Sebastian moved his arm only to place it around Morgan's waist. She wanted to laugh. Men were pathetic sometimes and Sebastian was the best example, being territorial over a woman that was nothing more than his co-star. And it wasn't the first time that this happened. She still remembered that whole episode with Chris Evans back in New York. She was tempted to snatch his arm away from her body only to annoy him but she didn't. ''Thank you'' she finally answered to Chris. ''I loved your role in Wonder Woman. Steve Trevor was quite the charmer, wasn't he?'' ''Yes, he was. It's a pity he's dead. Let's see if he's somehow brought back. Or maybe they bring him back just for a flashback...'' ''He'll be back.'' Sebastian said out of nowhere. ''It's DC. I mean, they revived Superman in a way that I still don't understand. Don't worry, they'll bring you back somehow. Just make sure you're not contracted to wear a moustache. We don't want another Henry Cavill CGI upper lip disaster.'' Morgan was basically cracking her ribs of the effort she was making at trying not to laugh. Sebastian was speaking in such a passive aggressive way that it reminded her of herself. It was awesome. Apparently that was what happened when you put Sebastian Stan and a DC actor (that wasn't Margot Robbie, of course) in the same room. ''Yeah... that was quite bad...'' Chris Pine looked really uncomfortable. He was sensing Sebastian's animosity. ''I think I... need to go... it was nice to see you Sebastian and it was a pleasure to meet you Morgan''. ''Yeah, same Chris'' Morgan was the only one who answered as Sebastian was pretty busy biting his lip in such an annoying way that even Morgan wanted to punch him. ''Wow'' she mumbled after Chris left. ''Wasn't expecting that from you. Snake Sebastian? Interesting.'' He didn't have a decent explanation. He was just jealous. She snatched his arm away from her and started walking away from him. ''Where are you going?'' he asked, a bit desperate. ''I may be your plus one but that doesn't mean that I have to be glued to you the whole night. I just saw Kit Harington and Rose Leslie and I want to meet them.'' Without any other word she left. Sebastian was going to go after her but he was stopped by Taika Waititi. After twenty minutes of talking to Taika (and losing complete sight of Morgan) he was finally left alone. He was looking around for his co-star but he couldn't see her anywhere. After ten minutes of looking basically everywhere he was getting desperate. He was even asking people if they had seen her. ''Looking for me?'' said a familiar voice behind him. There she was, with an innocent expression on her electrifying blue eyes. ''Actually yes'' he was so relieved that he even wanted to hug her. ''I'm not going to get lost, you know? I'm not a helpless little girl. You're getting superhero complex, Sebastian. I was just looking for decent food but I could only find shrimp and canapes. Shrimp! Who even eats that? Just get me some pizza and a beer.'' Morgan, once again, was right. He was suddenly starving and craving pizza and a beer. ''Most people here cannot appreciate the wonders of pizza and believe that shrimp is way better. People like Chris Pine, for example. He looks like a shrimp lover.'' ''I'm with you in this because I saw him like two minutes ago and he was eating it.'' ''Told you!'' they were laughing like idiots and he didn't care. He may be surrounded by celebrities but Morgan was still the most interesting one. ''We're surrounded by old shrimp eating idiots, Morgan.'' ''Old?'' Morgan was wearing her mocking smile again. ''You're 36! Half of the people here are younger than you.'' ''Age is just a number and my spirit is way younger than 36.'' Morgan looked at him from head to toe, as if she was evaluating him. ''That was a good answer'' she admitted. ''Ian McKellen would agree with you'' Sebastian was a bit thrilled. That was the first time that Morgan mentioned Ian in front of him. And Sebastian had always admired Ian, lucky Morgan that had got to act with him. ''The Macbeth cast threw a Queen themed party and Ian was dressed as Freddie Mercury with King Duncan's prop crown and sceptre. The man is 79 and knows how to party.'' Sebastian was so caught up that he had forgotten that he was in the middle of a celebrity party. ''But the best part was when Marcus, the actor who played Macbeth, showed up fully dressed as Darth Vader with the only purpose of recreating that legendary picture of Freddie sitting on his shoulders. And they did it.'' she looked for something in her phone. ''Here's the picture. Not many people had seen it, believe me.'' Sebastian was amazed for many reasons. First of all, there was Ian McKellen dressed as Freddie Mercury. Then, this picture belonged in a period of time when Morgan wasn't famous yet. And Sebastian knew very little of those times and he wanted to find out more. ''This is brilliant. I can't believe you witnessed this. And who were you at this party?'' Morgan scrolled to the next picture. There was Morgan, dressed in some 70's rock attire and with a blonde wig. ''Roger Taylor. Queen's drummer.'' ''This is epic''. This picture proved that two years ago Morgan was as beautiful as she was now. Even with a deep blonde wig and those weird clothes. ''Yeah, I kind of enjoy those fancy dress parties. I'm planning to throw one for Halloween but I don't have a theme yet.'' ''Am I invited to that one? I don't want to miss it.'' ''As long as you show up dressed according to the theme you'll be admitted.'' Sebastian looked around, looking at the people that were surrounding them, deciding that they won't be missed if they disappeared. ''Let's get out of here'' he grabbed her hand and walked towards the door. ''Why? Where?'' she was a bit confused by his sudden change of plans. ''To get some decent food. I'm not going to sign up to the shrimp loving club. Not today Satan.'' ''Sebastian, darling... most of your ideas are quite a disaster but this one... is spot on.''

P.S. Finally Morgan andd Sebastian are getting on well on well. Just a little.

And sorry for the Doctor Who references.

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The Freshman, Book 4, Chapter Four: My Thoughts

So like, why bring luggage in the place if you were just gonna leave the next day? Seriously, save the arm work and just grab a few clothes to wear to bed and then to get dressed in the next morning. I’m either efficient or lazy.

So we’re going to go to a club, and apparently we gotta get there early because it fills up fast. Chris says we just had lunch, but then James explains that it’s in Manhattan, which is two hours away, more with traffic. Which means we gotta go now.

Someone texted James, and he got all frowny-faced. Who is it? Is it Yasmin? Some other chick? MOFO WE JUST BROKE UP LIKE?!?!

It’s his friend Teddy (Let’s have a game on the Teddy Picker) and apparently ol’ boy is trying to make it big in comedy. He invited James to open mic night. Apparently James has to rain check for poor timing. And I’m sitting here like bruh, fuck the club let’s go have a laugh.

I’m up for some comedy. Aww, Chris mentioned Tyler. I miss him! He’s always been a sweetie and a good friend. I wonder how he and Abbie are? Hopefully the exact opposite of Zack and Brandon.

Yay, we’re gonna go see a show! I’d much rather go to stand-up than some stupid club that’ll be jam-packed with too many people.

🎶ON THE ROAD AGAIN!🎶

By the time we get to Soho, it’s late afternoon and walking through the streets. Judging by how Zig and Zack (lmao alliteration buddies) are talking about how casually everyone is dressed, I sense a premium clothing option coming up. Yaaay.

😒🤑😟

So we get to the club and apparently it’s some kind of secret shit because James knocked and then a god damn eye slit opens up. They want a password.

Hello, The Freshman, allow me to introduce you to some bullshit trope we used in Rules of Engagement.

The password is given and literally WHAT THE FUCK WAS THE POINT?!?! WE WEREN’T EVEN GIVEN THE DAMN PASSWORD.

Whatever. Now we’re in the club and Teddy is on stage now. He was kinda hot until I lifted my iPad up a bit and actually looked at him.

Also, I don’t care what your joke is. If it ends with the punchline being ‘floundered’ then your joke isn’t fucking funny. Oh god is this guy gonna flop? Are we gonna have to act like we think he’s hilarious?

Apparently Teddy is actually pretty funny. I’ll believe it when I see it.

This game stresses me out sometimes. So we ditched a club for a comedy show and missed his show? Or did he finish it out and we got to see the rest? I’m lost and a detail-oriented person, Pixelberry.

Yeah, I’m not a fan of yours, Theodore.

So if we’re good friends of James, what is Teddy? Absolutely none of these options, that’s what. Whatever, I’m single so I’ll flirt. He’s *shudders* easy on the eyes.

Yeah, no, I take it back. He’s not hot and he’s damn sure not funny. His jokes are old and stale, and I can’t actually hear his delivery so it’s technically not applicable, but in my head that sucks too. He’s a god damned Amy Schumer.

I like him more when he’s not trying to be funny. We shake hands and then he squeezes into the booth. Together we all watch other stand-up artists perform, and then the emcee asks if anyone else wants to perform.

MC volunteers Zack (heh puns sort of whatever Tyler would appreciate it) who says he’s not that funny. I think he’s pretty humorous. Zig is probably funnier though, tbh. But Vasquez gets top marks.

(“Top marks for not tryin’!”)

Chris is such a Mary Sue, omg. Knock everyone’s socks off? Who says that? Ngl, probably me at some point.

God dammit MC I can’t be funny on command. I’m just a salty bitch. Oh fuck I brought the joke book no. This dumbass thinks a fucking joke book will woo the crowd who came for funny shit, not stupid, unoriginal stuff THAT SOMEBODY ELSE CAME UP WITH AND EVERYONE ELSE KNOWS. I hate my MC.

Ohh, roasting. My area.

I. Love. Zig.

The group is okay with it so we head onto the stage. Thank fuck she’s not gonna read out jokes from the book. I’d have deleted the app, s2g.

Yet implies we’ll be roasting ourselves. Well that’s no fun, having self-awareness. Breaks up her narrative without actually developing the character!

They say intelligent people have a hard time finding love. They say the same thing about assholes.

We’re gonna roast Zig because I’m sure there won’t be any ties to my failed relationship with James because that’d just be too hard.

Someone should pull MC off the stage because this is not funny at all. Ever noticed that when you try to do humor, you aren’t funny? But when you’re not, you can be hilarious?

Jfc so what you’re the Deborah of the group also what happens if you’ve named your MC Deborah? #NotAllDeborahs

I wear low-riding jeans, thank you very much.

Not funny, 0/10, thumbs down, DO. NOT. RECOMMEND.

Zack decides he’ll get on stage and I hope he’s actually funny. I don’t have high hopes. It’ll probably turn into a meltdown about Brandon and the single life.

FUCKING HELL THIS IS A CURSE NOT A GIFT

Sad music and talk about being single already. Fucking A, man. Hopefully it perks up.

No audience would say 'tell me about it’ about this shit, you cannot fucking play me Pixelberry.

I gotta lay off Louis C.K.

Zack has probably from the minute we met him been all about Brandon. What does he actually like? Idfk. Outside of Brandon, who is he? His entire story arc seems to revolve around crushing on Brandon, being in a relationship with him, struggling with long-distance with him, and then finally missing him post-breakup. I’m ready for a change, Zack.

Also, I came for comedy, not for Slam Poetry.

OH MY GOD THIS JUST TURNED INTO ONE OF THOSE OBVS FAKE TUMBLR POSTS WHERE EVERYONE CLAPS AT THE END

I hate this book.

Can it end? Please?

Do I want to go to Club Fuse? No, I want the chapter to end.

Is Teddy seriously trying to give us tips? Or wanting to collaborate? Or an experienced guy wanting to get some tips from two people who don’t know the field? Idk anymore, man. This has turned into some Full House type shit.

MC spots a red pantsuit and lmao Hillary Clinton, 2k16. Kaitlyn is calling us now. Honestly, despite previously not liking her all that much because of Book 3, I’ve cooled off a bit. She’s pretty cool for the most part. And I think this book would be ten times better with her in it full-time. We’ll see what happens when we get to her.

Again, wtf was the point? We got her approval on the outfit that I’m not going to buy, big fucking whoop. No new information was presented. No drama bombs. Absolutely nothing to forward the story in any way. This is all just filler content. This is just a bullshit story for money and not for the sake of telling a god damned story. I’m legit considering not reading this book any longer. But I need diamonds, so I’ll do it anyway. Doesn’t mean I’ll waste my time reviewing it.

We’re sticking to our old clothes.

I’m ready for this chapter to be over. I’m not even trying anymore. Ugh.

We get to the club and flirt with Teddy a bit, he bullshits with Zack. Asks for roasting tips. Hm. I am pretty fucking good at it.

He leaves. Another pointless conversation. MC says he’s into Zack? Good god shoot me. Teddy was screaming 'fuck me MC’ but nooo, we’re gonna turn it on Zack because why the fuck not, not like my MC is single, right?

I hate, hate, hate this book.

It’s great 'cause he’s fucking friendly, idk.

Also, MC, fuck off. He’s heartbroken still about Brandon so stop pushing him to someone else. He needs to fucking heal and he can’t do that by just “moving on” all of a sudden.

Zack says Teddy is into us. Fucking obviously. And of course this moron is gonna say he’s into both. I truly hate my MC. The boys come back with drinks. Fucking give me twenty, I wanna die.

And now we get the 'Zig is bi’ drop which would be fine if we weren’t talking about Teddy who is not fucking hot.

MC wants to go dance. Fall down and get trampled then, bitch. Ugh. I am so salty right now. Sorrynotsorry.

I am not wasting diamonds on Teddy. Let someone else grab him, idgaf. And great, throw Zig at some one-off character instead of me, someone who is single and also the main character.

Zack starts panicking because there are too many people and didn’t he happily go mosh last book? Whatever. I’m happy we’re out because the club wasn’t our scene.

We eat hot dogs for dinner and chill out. We start singing. Someone throw us a dollar or something. Or shoot us. I’m open to all kinds of things.

End chapter. I’ll consider reviewing the next one tomorrow, since I’m a week behind it but also very much hate this book right now.

#the freshman #the freshman book 4 #choices #playchoices #choices stories we play #choices stories you play #i'm salty #there are a lot of f bombs in this post #i regret none of them #i'm really upset right now #i hate this book

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