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Most of the shoot wasn't a problem, plus they had a break after that which was good. And Matt was relieved of the fact they got to choose who they could be next to instead of being put there. He wandered down from the stage and turned to Trixie, watching the cameras. "what do you wanna do for the next hour or so?"
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The shoot passed rather uneventfully for Trixie, but she was glad to get off stage by the time they were done anyway. She blew out a light breath at his question. "Go get ice cream. Snuggle. Make out. Whatever is fine." She said lightly, offering him a joking smile as she grabbed his hand.
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"Noted" Matt said with a smile, moving away from the stage. As they wandered across the hall, he looked at Trixie, his eyes lingering for a little while. "I love you" he said softly, stopping to wrap his arms around her waist. "We could go out and get food if you liked? There's a couple places near here" he asked, gesturing vaguely in the direction of the town about ten or so minutes away.
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Trixie walked with him lightly, gently rubbing her thumb over the back of his hand. She was simply looking around when he spoke, turning her head to offer him a soft smile. "I love you too." She mirrored softly, settling into his arms lightly. She lifted her hands and settled both gently on the back of his head. "Yeah, that sounds great." She smiled, pressing her lips to his.
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Matt nodded and gave a short smile, stopping as they neared the door. "Are you not gonna want to get changed?" he asked in thought, looking outside. It was fairly sunny, but not the warmest. He had virtually normal clothes on so it wouldn't have been a problem for him. "If so i'll meet you in the car" he offered, leaning against the wall. - two things are they gonna be sort of 'known' by the public or not? annnd we could always skip to the awards thing at any time if you like, incase we run outta things to write Edited at December 4, 2023 08:05 PM by Wayside Wilds
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I'd say yeah, somewhat well known- we can go ahead and skip to the awards now, if you like?))
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sounds good! are you okay to start or would you like me to?
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I would love if you could- I just suck at starting things like this lol))
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thats all good, i can start! my brains a bit mushy so it wont be the best of starts. Also, would you wanna have any drama or something happen at the event?? - Matt rested against the dark marble counter, scrolling through various things on his phone. He had, to his disgust, been stuck in a suit for the awards ceremony, and whilst he suited it rather well, he still felt uncomfortable. Maybe it was just the blazer, maybe it was the fact he had to be..serious. Diana had explained the day before that the event itself wouldn't be too long, there weren't many awards, and they just had to be careful getting there down to the public crowning outside the venue gates. He frowned as he checked the time, waiting for Trixie to be ready so they could leave.
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Trixie had been getting ready for the last hour, half of that time simply used to do her hair. It took her fifteen minutes to convince herself to slide into the dress Diana has sent- and the rest was used to painstakingly apply eyeliner over her already done makeup. She gave a small huff before she made her way downstairs, gold and black stilettos in hand. She was in a black dress that technically went down almost to the floor, but there was a large slit that ran almost all the way up her leg (more so than she was comfortable with. It was form fitting from above the hips and had a slightly deep cut neckline. It was sleeveless, and she looked exasperated simply by wearing it. Her hair was up in an intricate bun with curls framing her face, and she had on golden hoop earrings that matched the belt around her waist. She struggled into the shoes and grabbed the matching black and gold bag before striding her way into the kitchen and leaning against the doorway. He was facing the opposite way, so she gave a playful wolf whistle. "You look dashing." She teased, mocking Diana.
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