You Have Witchcraft In Your Lips | rancheel | (3/3) - 9.8k | February-March 2019
Backstage during one of Tom's quickest costume and makeup changes, he decides that it's the perfect time to finally make a move on Noelle after constant flirting in the makeup chair.
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“So you’re just going to have to add a bit more blood here, here and... here,” Josie said as she pointed at some old sketches of Tom’s prosthetics that Noelle had specifically for this reason. Noelle was quick to place the sketches on the closest smooth surface near them and have Josie rattle off the places where more things needed applicating again once Noelle grabbed the pen that was secured in her bun. She’d only been at the Donmar for an hour, and she felt like she was slightly overstaying her welcome. “Alright, I’ll be sure to make it extra gory for the cameras. Anything else?” Noelle questioned as she finished writing down what to add, rereading through the list before Josie shook her head. “Nope, that should do it, thank you, Noelle!” She called over her shoulder, already getting pulled away by some of the soundboard men. Noelle let out a small sigh of relief and went to cap the pen, letting out a slight hiss as the pen’s tip connected with her skin instead of the cap, a small black ink mark left in its wake before she sucked in a harsh breath and shoved the cap onto the pen. The Donmar Warehouse was hectic today, rightfully so. Today was the day that the National Theatre Live people were going to come in and shoot the seven thirty show of Coriolanus. Josie was being pulled in all directions by all the tech crews as the actors that arrived hours before their call time tried their best to stray away until their director called them to action.
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