sunshine

florian feels content with his surroundings. the music, the people, how everyone seems to be on a happy daze. it’s what love does. or wine. he has to congratulate miss donna on her wine selection for the reception, her taste is impecable. he sips on his glass, enjoying the fruity taste. then he laughs and turns to look at bash. “oh damn, i would’ve loved to see it,” he replies, feigning a pout. he has not seen the other many times, but flo has already decided he liked him. “did anyone got that on instagram? i bet your fans would go crazy to see you on the dancefloor.”

     ARLO WAVES DOWN the bartender to get bash another drink ( tragically, arlo is only gifted at wine-pouring; making drinks is a different beast in itself ) and he tosses a towel over his shoulder while he sets the dirty glass into a bin behind the counter. he chews on the inside of his cheek and glances over at the dance floor, nodding slowly in agreement with bash’s comment. “can be terrible if it’s the wrong person,” he teases. “awkward, i’d say.” he laughs to himself and absently wipes at a condensation ring on the bar surface in front of bash. “something about you strikes me as the type to have a big wedding, bash,” he says gently with a grin. “i feel like you know an endless amount of people, and it’d be something the tabloids would eat up. a romantic, giant wedding in greece?” arlo smiles and nudges the other with his elbow. once the bartender finishes the drink, arlo grabs it and slides it to bash. “i can see it now.”

“i knew i liked you.” cassandra said with a smirk. she’d been on plenty of sets where the cast didn’t always get along but so far, it hadn’t been a problem for them. “maybe when we’re somewhat good at it, we could practice with each other.” cass found speaking really helped her learn a language and if bash was learning it too, they might as well work together on it. “you know, when i first read the script, i hadn’t been expecting them to kill off so many people.” all secondary or background characters at this point but it did make her wonder if they would be writing off more important ones in the next season…if they were renewed. “when you care about the material, it’s much easier to get into character. plus, it doesn’t hurt that the plot is so crazy.”

the fact that cass said he liked her made him excited. of course, they were supposed to be friendly as they were all in the same cast, but the fact that someone he had admired for so long and of her caliber said she liked him, that was something else. “i would really like that!” bash had been trying to learn greek since he came to the island, but it was hard to pick up than other languages he had learned because of the different alphabet and most of the people he worked with spoke english. “i know, right? like i know it’s a cw show so that’s inevitable but it’s like they went on a killing spree or something.” bash let out a small laugh. doing a show like this was literally a dream come true for bash, and getting to work with someone as experienced as cass was just the best. he couldn’t wait to ask her for advice on how to navigate the industry. “yeah, the plot is insane. it makes riverdale look normal.”

cleve… was smoking again which was something he hadn’t done in years. his body has been clean from all that junk for nearly five years now. yet here he was with a joint in his hand as he breathed out the fumes from his lungs and watch the smoke fade into nothingness. work was stressing him out right about now and cleve has been avoiding talking to people as of recent. hearing footsteps coming up behind him by the empty sidewalk he turned around not even paying attention to who it was at first. “i swear to god rolf if you tell me i need to go back inside and fix the lighting i’m going to beat your ass, let me have a damn smoke for once in my life. i have been working for ten hours.” finally making eye contact with the person realized that the person was indeed not rolf he stepped back for a moment as he awkwardly ran his fingers through his hair with a nervous laugh. “uh– sorry about that. i thought you were clearly someone else.” he said letting his brows furrow. god, cleve never really does stuff like this, his head must be jumbled so much right now from working too long. 

cass’s smile grew when bash waved at her, glad to find him out exploring as well. she had a small feeling he wasn’t worried about being spotted by the waves of tourists roaming the island but after this show aired, she knew that would change. they fell into step together, their proximity giving off the impression of two people that had known each other for years instead of a few short months. but that’s what being on set did. “i’m hoping to pick up another book in greek, i’m determined to be fluent when we wrap.” languages had always come somewhat easy to cassandra and it felt like a missed opportunity to not at least try during her downtime. “long day,” she agreed. “the emotional scenes are always the most exhausting but i so look forward to them.”

ada: i also feel that way, so i think i will get you that sandwich.

ada: what kind do you want? otherwise i'll just grab you something random.

ada: also can you drop me a location? i'm afraid i don't know where there are filming today.

bash: oh thank you so much!! you're my savior :)

bash: if they have a turkey sandwich, i would love that but if they don't, i'm fine with anything!

bash: sure!!