"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
After that Sonny angrily and arrogantly turned around, but stepped back in shock a few moments later.
"Uh Oh," she whispered.

"What now, Munroe," I asked, fairly annoyed.

"It's ten past ten already."
"So what?"
"New studio opening times. Gates close at 10pm straight, no coming in or out afterwards."
"Uh oh," I repeated her, just as shocked. "That means we're stuck here for the night."
Something was pushing inside of me, fighting its way to the outside. Breaking through my emotional wall.

"Just us two," I finally said. "One night. One dark studio."
"Don't over-dramatize it Chad."
"Sorry. Old habits die hard and it was fighting its way out. So, what do you wanna do now, Munroe," I asked, but as I turned around to face her she was already on her phone, explaining the situation to her mother.

I was standing in her dressing room like a fool, and no one makes Chad Dylan Cooper look like a fool, not even that beautiful and talented- wait. What did I just think? Not even Sonny Munroe, so I just let myself fall down on the little sofa in the middle of the room.

I took out a cupcake of a gift basket next to me and pleasurably ate it.

"Do you always eat like that," Sonny asked. I didn't notice she had ended the call.
"What if I would?"
"That's gross," she laughed. Those comedians...make a joke of everything.

"You can't convince me Sonny. On the outside you cast me out with all your might, but on the inside you love me. You can't hide it any longer!"
"Why are you quoting the last episode of MacFalls?"
"I'm a blooded actor, I am always ready to play my role," I smirked.

She exhaled loudly and plumped down on the chair of her make up table.

"Seems like we're having a slumber party, Cooper. Let's make the best of it. Want some chips?"
I took some and plunged them into my mouth, crunching them between my teeth.

"G. R. O. S. S," Sonny spelled, sounding somehow disgusted and I just laughed.

It was already quarter to 11 and I had filming to do the next day, so I decided to go to sleep. Fortunately I had occupied Sonny's sofa.
"Well, I'm sleeping now. I got some serious acting to do tomorrow, so g'night Munroe."
"I'm not letting you sleep!"
"Oh you are so mean. I sleep anyways."
"But I wanna sleep too," she complained and I shot back "Guess we have to share the couch."
I shocked myself. Why? I was only half joking. I could actually feel the urge to pull her next to me. Wrapping my arms around her waist, breathing into her neck while sleeping- WHAT did I just think? I have to stop those thoughts immediately and fortunately Sonny started an argument about why I don't go to my own dressing room.

"Fine! Just sleep here if you oh-so want to. I'm gonna go to the prop house, but I dare you! You touch ANYTHING in here and you're going to regret it."
"Okay, okay. I'm not gonna touch anything," I pouted. She's kinda hot when she's angry.

But I am Chad Dylan Cooper. If I'd want to I could have even hotter girls.

Sonny stormed out and I immediately got up and went to her makeup table. She was using mainly M.A.C. products, but I didn't see any foundation, just lose powder, so her skin looked naturally that pretty.

No she is NOT pretty. Well okay, I gotta admit. She is, but that's not only my opinion. She wouldn't be a teen sensation if she wasn't at least a bit pretty. But she'd be no match for me, Chad Dylan Cooper.

"I thought you said you wouldn't touch anything!"
I turned around but I couldn't spot Sonny anywhere in the room until she chuckled and I looked up. She actually looked out of the vent. I tried to keep up my cool facade, so I just shrugged and tried to change the topic.
"Look which stubborn girl got sneaky!"
"I am neither sneaky nor stubborn, it's just that I work with Zora and that the only thing at least party working, if I want to handle you, is stolidity. So, BACK OFF COOPER!"

I squealed and ran back to the sofa, where I lay down. I heard Sonny chuckle lowly as she crawled back to the prop house. I didn't dare to stand up again, so I just drifted into sleep soon.