country bumpkin

NOAH: i'm heading to the gym anyway wanna join me?

“i’ve been doing those vocal exercises you mentioned, and -- no joke -- i think my range has extended a full octave,” noah said, taking a seat across from dylan. truth be told, his range hadn’t been that impressive to begin with -- he’d been an athlete, not a singer -- but dylan had graciously offered to help him out, and he was having more fun than he thought he could dabbling in showtunes. “i’ll be ready for my broadway debut any day now.” @dylxnsimxn

it was noah’s first film audition, and frankly he had no idea what he was doing. it was only his second audition period, after all -- and what had he done the first time around? he couldn’t remember in the slightest. but as he turned the corner to where the auditions were being held, he almost walked right back out. sitting in one of the chairs -- red hair standing out in the room even though there were three other redheads next to her -- was his sister. drawing in a breath, he swallowed his pride and strode into the room, taking the last empty seat directly across from her. just because they were within spitting distance didn’t mean he had to acknowledge her. // @emcryhqs

“yeah, i’ve learned that the hard way,” he grinned, remembering his first night shoot and the three hour turnaround. he was lucky he was friendly with the rest of the superhuman cast; they kept each other in good spirits the whole night. “yeah, i guess i did. i mean, i thought if i did anything in hollywood it would be set design, but i figured my career would lead towards housing developments or malls -- maybe spending some time volunteering with habitat for humanity or something similar. hollywood definitely took me by surprise.” he smiled, nudging her with his foot under the table. “as far as i’m concerned, you’re already a princess. i mean, we did decide ‘your highness’ was an acceptable pet name, didn’t we?”

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he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. “i think it was less intelligence and more not sleeping for four years, so i think you’ll be fine.” he was sure she’d be able to keep up regardless, though; something about the sparkle in her eye told him she was a lot smarter than she wanted him to think. “if i’m being honest, i didn’t expect to get the part when i auditioned. i just kinda went to be able to say that i auditioned for a tv show. it’s been fun, and i’m glad that i can send my mom money to help her out, but i’m not sure if it’s what i want to do long term.”

“oh no, anything but that,” he deadpanned, dramatically throwing a hand over his heart. taking another sip, he couldn’t help but laugh. “lots of late nights at u of a got me used to the bitterness; my football coach would’ve killed me if i drank anything with that much sugar. he wasn’t even that happy when we were all strung out on caffeine and lack of sleep, but at least it wasn’t loaded with sugar.” it seemed a little ridiculous, if he was honest, but it was the only reason he’d gotten used to dark roast, black coffee. “i swear i know you from somewhere, but i guess i’ll figure it out later. can i walk you to set?”