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London, England
Hotel of Wings
Room #401
The blonde-haired beauty stared at the view through the windows in awe. She gently placed her fingers on the clean glass as her ocean-blue eyes widen with admiration of the lovely scenery. Historia could see Big Ben, the famous tower clock. She just couldn't believe that she is seeing it in real life, even though it's very far from where she is.
Historia hopes one day she will visit Big Ben close and even thought of taking pictures with her friends. It would be a wonderful memory to make. Then she turned around and observed the hotel room that she will be staying in for a month with her roommate, Ilse.
It was a sophisticated room, there are two Queen-size beds with emerald-green beddings along with white pillows. White cushion chairs near the windows, glass table, glass nightstand tables with lamps, digital clocks, and telephone. There is closest with few hangers, a fancy bathroom, and drawers with a flat-screen television.
Simple yet elegant. Historia claimed one of the beds as hers near the window. The manager/servant was busying unpacking her things along with the blonde-haired beauty's stuff. Historia wants to unpack her things on her own, but her maid was way too stubborn. So, the blonde-haired beauty decided to let Ilse do what she wants. It's a hard habit to break when Ilse has been a servant for years.
Historia ambled to the cushion seats and sighed happily. She is rather exhausted as she knew her body isn't used to this time when back in her country, it should be nighttime by now. Historia knew that she can't afford to mess up her sleeping schedule. Luckily, the Director informed them that they could rest for one day and start working tomorrow.
"Isn't this exciting, Lady Historia?" Ilse chirped excitedly while she carefully places Historia's summer dress in a hanger and put it in the closest.
The blonde-haired beauty smiles softly. "Yes… I hope we can explore in London someday." She said as she knew that exploring London will have to wait because they are here for work purposes only. Historia hopes that she can get a chance to have a tour before the month ends. Her ocean-blue eyes shifted over to the window and watch the cloudy sky on a summer day.
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Hotel of Wings
Room #406
Meanwhile…
"So, I've noticed you've been rather friendly with a certain cutie blonde." Farlan wiggles his eyebrows at Levi who shut the drawers when he finished putting his clothes away. The raven-haired actor just clicked his tongue sharply. "Oh, come on! You never willingly participate in talking to anyone." The blonde-haired singer plopped on one of the beds that will be his temporarily.
Levi just ignores Farlan as he went to his temporary bed, took out a phone charger, and placed it on the nightstand.
"Leee-Vvvviiii!" Farlan whined with purposely high-pitched and Levi cringes. The raven-haired actor snapped his gaze over at smirking Farlan with irked glares.
"Don't. Ever. Say my name like that again." Levi hisses, irritated. "Jesus… I really regret that day when shitty four-eye and you became friends." He grumbled.
Farlan snickered. "She's a classic comedian. Best part? That's just part of her character." The blonde-haired singer said, amused. "But don't change the subject, Levi." Farlan's light-grey eyes sparkle mischievously. "You and Historia."
"There is no Historia and I, Farlan." Levi snapped at the blonde-haired singer with scowling as he pauses his unpacking. "She had questions about work. I partake in the conversation with her because we are working together. That's all there is." Then Levi grabbed his toiletries and stormed to the bathroom.
The blonde-haired singer sighed while watching his childhood step in the bathroom and shut the door. 'But something tells me there's more than just working together, Levi…' he mused, then he grabbed his phone from his pocket and text his redhead girl. He paused as he wonders if he should inform a certain energetic woman about Levi's interest. 'Nah… I'm going to wait until their chemistry grows first.' He mused with a half-grinned.
Farlan wondered what kind of chemistry will Levi and Historia have?
The romantic kind or the friendship kind?
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England: Part I
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England, London
Air Studio
June 2nd
Next Day…
Historia is currently sitting on the foldable chair while observed her surrounding in awe. She has never been in a large studio set before and it was an amazing sight to see in person. She learned recently that Air Studio is owned by the CEO of Survey Talents Entertainment, even the boss also owned the Hotel of Wings in London. When Ilse learned that as well, she wondered out loud just how rich the CEO man really is.
Right now, her ocean-blue eyes scanned around the staff that is busying doing their tasks. Isabel and Nanaba disappeared into one of the rooms since they are needed. She hasn't seen Hitch nor her manager, but she did saw Abel, Nifa, and Miche nearby as they are discussing their business.
Historia did saw Farlan earlier, but he left somewhere, and she doesn't know where Eld is. The blonde-haired beauty knew that Levi is somewhere in his dressing room to change in his costume since he will be in the first scene.
The blonde-haired beauty arrived in the Air Studio not too long ago, and she has her script with her to study more. "Here you go." Historia snapped out of it as she turned her head and saw Ilse handed her the water bottle.
"Oh, thank you." Historia gently takes the water bottle.
Ilse glanced around with awestruck in her golden eyes while holding the leather folder against her chest. "This place is amazing…" Ilse comment in amazement. "…that set… what does it remind you of?"
Historia shifted her gaze over the set. It's marble floor along with large boxes and high windows. "It reminds me of warehouse or something." The blonde-haired beauty answer as she recalled reading the first page of the script that will be where it has taken place when Kane the Hitman introduce.
"You're right." A familiar voice speaks up behind Historia and Ilse. The females turned their heads and saw Farlan smiles charmingly at them. "It's a warehouse set." The blonde-haired singer confirmed.
Historia's ocean-blue eyes observed Farlan's costume. He wears a dark navy-blue modern fit suit, with a white dress-shirt, royal-blue tie, and black leather shoes. His hair is combed back with gel and square glasses covered his playful light-grey eyes. He also wears a gold wristwatch around his right wrist and a gold index ring on his left index finger. He looks very handsome in a suit.
"You look handsome, Mr. Church." Ilse compliment with soft pinks on her cheeks. She likes seeing handsome men in suits.
Historia agreed with her manager/servant. "I agreed. You look very nice." She said with a smile.
Farlan winked at them playfully. "Why thank you, ladies." He glanced around. "I see the main lead has no show himself yet." He remarked, calmly.
"I guess Mr. Ackerman needs a little more time with make-up?" Historia speaks up with puzzled. "I mean, he is a lead actor."
The blonde-haired singer hummed then smiles widely at the blonde-haired petite. "Don't forget… you're the lead actress." He reminded her.
"I-I know…" Historia said with a nervous smile as she held onto her script tightly. She couldn't believe that she is going to be acting very soon. Ilse gently pats Historia's shoulder, silently supporting her which Historia is grateful for.
Farlan tilted his head at her. "You'll be fine. You passed the test when you went against Hitch. You deserve this role." He comforted her with a warm smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Church." Historia thanked him.
The blonde-haired actor wrinkles his nose. "Please called me Farlan. Mr. Church makes me feel old. I'm only twenty-six." He was half-jokingly and half-serious.
"A-ah… then, please called me by my first name." the blonde-haired beauty said with a sweet smile.
Farlan nods his head. "Alright, Historia." Then from the corner of his eyes, he spotted someone. "Oh, there is one of the stars of the film." He commented.
Historia turned her gaze over and breathe hitches when she saw Levi stepping out of the dressing room to across the studio. He wears a black single-breasted suit, white dress shirt, black tie, black fedora with a dark maroon-red band around, silver-gold wristwatch around his left wrist, and black leather shoes. Levi Ackerman looks very handsome in his suit, especially with a fedora hat.
"Yo, Levi." Farlan greeted his childhood friend with a grin. Levi frowns deeply at the blonde-haired singer/actor suspiciously.
When the raven-haired actor approached Farlan warily. "What." He said, disinterested as his arms crossed.
"Now, now… is that how you greet your old best friend?" Farlan pouted childishly.
Levi rolls his eyes then turned his attention to Historia who looks a little pink. "You alright, brat? You look like you have a fever…" he narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously. "You don't have a fever, do you?"
Historia blinked few times then shakes her head. "N-no. I'm perfectly healthy, Mr. Ackerman." She assured the raven-haired actor with an almost shy smile. Ilse covered her smile with her hand while Farlan controlled his chuckled by fake cough.
Levi stared at the blonde-haired beauty with slight skepticism but nod his head. Then a loud voice heard from Abel who beckoned the actors near the warehouse set. "Wish us luck, Historia." Farlan ruffled Historia's hair playfully as Historia was startled by his friendly act.
"A-ah… good luck, F-farlan. Mr. Ackerman." The blonde-haired beauty smiles warmly at them with bright ocean-blue eyes.
Farlan sauntered his way over to the Director and the scriptwriter while Levi just tipped his head in response and went over to the group.
Ilse is dancing on her feet with excitement as she controls her urges to squeal. "This is gonna be so cool!" she whispered to the blonde-haired beauty.
Historia giggles softly. She is happy to see her servant/manager who is enjoying her day. "Ria!" An arm dropped over Historia's shoulders as the blonde-haired petite nearly fall off the foldable high chair. Her ocean-blue eyes snapped to meet mischievous green orbs.
"Ah, Isabel… wait, Ria?" Historia blinked in confused by the nickname.
The redhead artist grinned at her. "Historia is a bit mouthful so; I thought a nickname is a must. So, Ria came in mind and it fits ya." She shrugged her shoulders. "You like?"
Historia hummed. 'Ria… it's unusual but simple.' A smile on her face as she nodded her head. "I like it. Maybe… I can call you… Bell?" she asked, hesitant.
Isabel raises her eyebrow. "Huh, that's different. Normally I would go by Izzy or even Red. But Bell? Just for ya, sure." She accepted it with a friendly grinned.
Ilse beamed at her mistress proudly that Historia seriously earns her own friendship with Isabel. Something tells Ilse that the redhead artist and blonde-haired actress will be the best of friends.
"Oh, do you know where Ms. Dreyse is? Or Mr. Gin?" Historia asked, curious about the diva actress and the actor/stuntman's whereabouts.
The redhead huffed. "That bitch never likes to waste her precious time—" Isabel sarcastically false-high pitch as if she's mimic's Hitch's voice. "—if her character is not in the scenes." She rolled her eyes rudely.
"You…really don't like her, do you?" Historia stated with a sweatdropped while Ilse watches the redhead artist with amusement.
"No." Isabel blunted, straightforward with dead fish eyes. "That bitch could get eaten by monsters for all I care." She snorted. "And as for Eld, he's somewhere." She answered Historia's earlier question. Then the noises caught their attention as they glanced over and saw Levi and Farlan walked onto the set. "Oh! Come on, let's watch them." Isabel semi-gently pulled Historia out of the high chair and dragged her toward the set.
Isabel adjusted her makeup apron as Historia nearly stumbled but managed to balance herself. Ilse follows them behind quietly with a professional neutral smile on her face.
When they arrived close to the set, they stand near the Director who is sitting on a foldable high Director's chair behind the monitors. Abel and Nifa also sat on their chairs while staff and crew have their own task prepared. The equipment is prepared and ready for the film to shoot. The cameraman behind the camera takes control of his camera. "Quiet on set!" Abel shouted, professionally.
"Sound?"
"Set."
"Camera?"
"Set."
"Roll sound?"
"Sound rolling."
"Roll camera?"
"Camera speed."
Historia was amazed by the crew's instant answers as she knew it's a teamwork effort. After a couple of minutes later, Miche lifted his megaphone to his lips. "And ACTION!"
Historia's ocean-blue eyes watch the first scene of the Hitman's Tears quietly.
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The footsteps heard against the marble-ground as a figure step out of the shadows to revealed Kane who looks emotionless. He paused in the middle of the warehouse as his fedora brim covered his eyes. "Mission accomplished." Kane speaks up, coldly.
"Evidence?" a voice asked, professionally.
Kane clicked his tongue sharply, took out a small black pouch from his inner blazer then threw it at the ground ahead of him. "My money?"
"As usual, it will transfer to your bank." Wyatt steps into the light as he adjusted his glasses. "…must you always throw evidence…" he sighed, tiredly when he reached the pouch, bent over, and picked it up from the ground. He dusts the dirt away from the black pouch gently.
The hitman huffed. "You should know by now that I don't give a fuck." He blunted, uncaringly. "What's the next mission?"
Wyatt carefully pocketed the evidence inside of his blazer with a polite smile on his face. "Actually, you earned a small break."
Kane lifted his chin yet the shadow from the brim of his fedora still covered his eyes. "No shit?" he asked, skeptical and disbelieved.
"No jests, Mr. Frossard. You have been received missions nonstop for the past six months. Fortunately, clients are satisfied with your results. In the meantime, there is no client and I believe you should take this opportunity to take a vacation." Wyatt explained, politely.
The hitman reached his finger upward to flick his fedora hat up to reveal his steel swirling of grey-blue orbs. "Sounds like a paradise to me, Mr. Johnson." He smirked sharply.
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Historia was fascinated by the actors who continuing flawless acting. She knew that Levi is one of the best and famous actors in stardom, and to see it in life, in front of her own very eyes is very impressive and captivated. Farlan is an excellent actor as well since there is no hint of Farlan in Wyatt's character.
"Farlan is really good." Ilse comments quietly to Historia and Isabel. The redhead artist looked proud of her boyfriend. Historia nodded her head, agreed with her manager/servant while her gaze stays on the set. She really hopes she can do amazing acting during scenes just like Farlan and Levi.
Historia felt the gentle tap on her shoulder, the blonde-haired beauty turned her head over and saw Nanaba smiles at her. "Hey… I need to start with your makeover." She whispered.
Isabel perked up and placed her arm around Historia's shoulders. "Oh, fantastic! I've been waiting for this. I wanted to do your make-up ever since we first met." She said, quietly with enthusiastically.
Soon, Historia was dragged across the studio to one of the dressing rooms. When they arrived inside the dressing room, Historia glances around as it was simple such as vanity with bright lights, couch by the wall, racks filled with clothes, shelves filled with shoes and objects, and changing clothes inside the booth.
Ilse sat down on the couch, waiting patiently while Nanaba went straight to one of the racks that filled with females' clothes. Isabel placed her hands on her hips while Historia observed with curiosity interested.
Nanaba returns to Historia with clothes. "Here, please change into these clothes in there." She pointed at the booth.
Historia grabbed it, step inside the booth, and closed the curtain. After few minutes of changing out of her casual outfit into costume. She steps out of the booth and placed her folded outfit on the couch next to Ilse.
Nanaba hummed with interest as her keen eyes examined Historia's appearance. "Good… now Isabel will take care of your make-up and I will do your hair." She was in professional mode while Isabel handed the robe to Historia to prevent any make-up on her costume.
The blonde-haired beauty pulled on her robe, sat on the stool, and hold still with patience. Nanaba stood behind her with a comb while Isabel took out one of the brushes from her make-up apron. Historia closes her eyes, and the professionals do their magic.
Ilse couldn't help admiring how Nanaba works so effortlessly when she is doing her mistress' hair and how Isabel is so focused when she is putting on make-up on Historia's beautiful face.
After half an hour later, Historia's makeover is completely done. The blonde-haired petite is surprised to see her appearance from the reflection floor-length mirror that is attached to the wall. She knew that she is pretty, but with a makeover, Historia is really pretty.
She is wearing a white camisole top with sky-blue swirls on the left corner side, a sky-blue skater skirt, a light tawny-brown cardigan thigh-length sweater, tawny-brown calf-length flat boots, and her medium-length blonde hair is hairstyles to side French-braid ponytail. She also wears a silver-sterling necklace with a blue heart-shaped pendant, a delicate silver-sterling bracelet of flowers wrapped around her left wrist, and a white elegant wristwatch wrapped around her right wrist. And her make-up is naturally light with Earth-tone along with a shiny pink gloss on her lips.
"You look lovely!" Ilse compliment with amazement by the total makeover. She knew the blond-haired beauty is naturally beautiful, but with make-ups, Historia became even more lovely.
Isabel and Nanaba agreed with the dark-haired manager. Historia smiles shyly at them. "Thank you." She carefully brushes some bangs away from her eyes.
"Well, let's go and start your scene." Isabel said, excitedly as she can't wait to see what type of reaction Levi will show when he sees Historia's makeover.
After a moment, Historia was led to one of the sets in the large studio. Her ocean-blue eyes widen in surprise when she saw the set.
It's a café set. A homey yet simple café seems the type of Historia would love to visit if it's real. The blonde-haired petite examined the set with intrigue until she heard her name called out. Historia turned her head and her ocean-blue eyes lit up when she saw the brunette girl waving at her as she is approaching her.
"Sasha!" Historia instantly recalled Sasha from the audition, who is currently wearing a café uniform.
Sasha grinned widely at her when she steps closer to Historia. "Hey Goddess."
Historia blinked at her. "G-goddess?" she pointed at herself in baffled.
"Of course! It's because of your amazing acting skill, I got the role of the movie. Not only that, but I was also so shocked when I saw your name on the cast list. You're a female lead!" Sasha said with awestruck.
The blonde-haired petite blushes softly. "Oh—I, just… I tried my best and got the part. I really feel the honor to have an opportunity to play as Ella." She said, humbly.
The brunette teen half-grinned at her. "I still think it's amazing." Historia smiles widely in response. "I can't even wait to see it when you and Ackerman act together. It'll be totally cool!" Sasha added, excited.
"Historia…" Ilse speaks up when she approaches her mistress with a polite. "Sorry if I interrupted you, but the Director wants to see you." She informed Historia who nodded her head, understandingly.
The blonde-haired beauty turned her head to Sasha. "I'll talk to you later?" the brunette teen bobbled her head. "It's really good to see you again, Sasha."
"You too!" Sasha waves happily, whirled around, and skipped over the snack table.
Historia followed her manager/servant to where the Miche is along with Abel, Nifa, and crew. The Director glanced up from his clipboard to Historia. "Good, you're here. Ready for scene three?"
"Yes, sir." The blonde-haired teen nodded her head, yet she is nervous. Historia doesn't want to mess up her first scene. She wants to do better, to act really good so these people won't regret having her as the female lead.
Miche looks satisfied then glanced over her head. "You?"
"Tsk." Historia heard a familiar sound she knew it's from a certain raven-haired actor. She turned her head over her shoulders and was pleasantly surprised to see Levi in different attire.
Levi wears a black dress-shirt with a couple of top unbuttons, dark jeans, black combat boots, a dark chocolate-brown trench coat, and black aviator sunglasses. Even in a simple outfit, he still looks dashing handsome.
The Director turned his head to Abel with a nod. "Alright, places everyone!" the writer shouted out for Miche's behalf.
One of the crews led Historia to the café set. The blonde-haired beauty glanced over from the corner of her eyes when she noticed Isabel, Farlan, Eld, Nanaba, and Ilse watching them in the distance. They send her supporting smiles or thumbs up which made Historia's heart warm. She is happy that she is not alone because she has people who support her.
On the café set, one of the crew started to explain Historia. "—and this is where you sit. And here are your props. Some are real and some are fake. So, please be careful."
Historia nodded her head with understanding. "Alright…" the crew gave her the leather book and a fancy pen that Historia knew Ella enjoys literature and writing. Ella Evanson dreams to become a writer so she never stops writing in her journal.
The blonde-haired beauty carefully placed the journal book on the polished wood-table as she is sitting on a wooden chair with a white cushion. She studied her surroundings as she noticed there are few background characters are either in chairs or standing near the counter bar. A couple of workers are behind the counter bar and one is holding the broom. Historia saw Sasha who is standing behind the cashier. Sasha friendly waves at her with a grin.
Historia waves back politely then return to her task. 'Okay… remember… you are Ella, not Historia.' She mused, took a breather then mentally prepared herself.
She could hear Abel's loud voice. "Quiet on set!"
"Sound?"
"Set."
"Camera?"
"Set."
"Roll sound?"
"Sound rolling."
"Roll camera?"
"Camera speed."
Then the Director shouted this time. "And ACTION!"
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The homey yet simple loveable café shown in the title above the sign that is known as 'Pure Café'. Through the window, is where a beautiful young lady is known as Ella. Ella is currently writing on her journal book while the hot steaming flying upward from the teacup near her. The blonde-haired beauty smiles softly as she continues writing, minding her own business.
Workers enjoying their jobs while customers stay or leave the café. Until a handsome man steps inside the café. Kane took off his sunglass while walking further into the café. His grey-blue eyes studied the menus on the board with neutral bored.
Kane scanned around the café until his eyes landed on a lovely blonde-haired girl. He stared at her for a few seconds, admired her appearance. Almost as if Ella senses the eyes on her. She lifted her face and almost immediately, her wide curiosity ocean-blue eyes met his.
Ella just sends him her friendly polite smile then returns her attention back to her book. Kane raises his eyebrow with interest.
"What can I get for you, sir?" the brunette teen asked, professionally.
Kane shifted his gaze to the cashier. "I like to order Earl Grey." He said, disinterested.
"Would you like a travel cup to go with?" the raven-haired man thought about it then shook his head. "Alright, I will prepare you a cup and bring it to you, sir."
After the cashier asked for the cash to pay for his drink which Kane paid for it. He decided to go toward the blonde-haired beauty while waiting for his drink.
When Kane approaches Ella with confidence. "Hello." He greeted her politely.
Ella paused her writing, slowly glanced up, and smile in confusion. "Hi." Their eyes contact once again, staring at each other for a brief moment.
"Is this seat taken?" Kane tilted his head at the empty chair across from her. Ella shook her head in response and watched Kane sat down on the chair. "Kane." He introduced himself, coolly.
Ella smiles softly. "Ella." She returns with her name.
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As the scene continues, Isabel leaned closer to her boyfriend. "I didn't get to see his reaction when he saw Historia's makeover. Did you?" she asked Farlan with hope.
The blonde-haired singer has his gaze on the set, however, he leaned close to the redhead artist. "His face didn't change a thing, but he did pause for few seconds when he saw her." Isabel smirks with pleased by her boyfriend's answer.
They both continue watching the scene as Ella and Kane are talking about a lighter topics and yet, there's something between them. "I feel like—there's some kind of… connection between them." The redhead muttered.
"I get what you mean." Farlan understood as he briefly wondered if Historia might be the one for Levi. Just like when he first met Isabel, he instantly felt a connection to her and before he knew it, he has completely fallen in love with her.
Isabel hummed softly. "…they would make an adorable couple." She said with a small smile. Isabel is totally shipping them right now. Farlan hummed agreed with his girlfriend.
On the set, Levi and Historia are almost done with their scene.
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Kane finished his teacup as he gently placed it back on the table with a small half-smirk on his face while Ella giggled softly. They were genuinely enjoying their friendly conversation. The blonde-haired beauty glanced at her wristwatch and gasps softly. "I'm sorry. I have to leave." Ella said, apologetic.
"There's no need to apologize. I understand." Kane assured Ella who looks relieved while she gathered her things and stood up. "However, I do hope we do see each other again."
Ella smiles lovely at him as her ocean-blue eyes sparkle. "That would be wonderful." She gently pulled some of her hair behind her ear. "For now, good-bye Kane."
Kane tipped his head and watch Ella walks across the room to the exit door, she paused and glanced over her shoulder. Her eyes met his for a brief moment. Ella smiles almost shyly then left the café.
The raven-haired man turned his head and paused when he saw a folded paper underneath his empty teacup. He plucks it out, unfolded it, and huffed softly when he saw phone numbers written under her name. "Smooth, Ella." Kane muttered with intrigue.
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"And CUT!" Miche shouted not unkindly from his director's seat as he is behind the monitors while Abel looks beyond happy when he watched the scenes. Nifa smiles with satisfaction as she is standing close to the Director with a clipboard in her hands.
Historia placed her hand on her heart beating that is pounding so fast against her chest as she is standing out of the café set. "Nicely job, Ria!" Isabel walked up to her with Farlan followed closely behind.
"Thank you." The blonde-haired beauty beamed at her friends.
Farlan glanced over Historia's head and half-grinned. "You both look so natural, almost as if you both did the films for a long time." He said as he shoves his hands in his front pockets.
"Tsk." Levi frowned at Farlan warily when he approaches them. Historia turned her head to him and smiles friendly at him.
"Mr. Ackerman… You think I did well?" she asked the famous actor with curiosity and hope.
The raven-haired actor shifted his grey-blue eyes to Historia with a thoughtful frown. "…you're a natural, brat." Historia's eyes lit up brightly.
While Isabel and Farlan stared at Levi in stunned then they exchange their glances. Does Levi Ackerman actually compliment someone?!
Seriously… just who is this miracle blonde-haired girl?!
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Extra Bonus:
Levi and Historia continue animatedly chatting in the café during the filming. Until the loud noises interrupted them as they stopped and jerked their attention to the counter. Sasha froze with a cupcake in her mouth while her hands are full of muffins, bread, and cookies.
"CUT!" Abel groaned loudly as he runs through his hair messily while Miche just shakes his head. Nifa facepalm and the others just resignation sighed loudly. "How many times do we have to explain this to you, Sasha?! Do NOT eat them during the filming!" Abel scolded frozen Sasha. "And why are you not moving?!" Abel snapped, irritated.
The brunette teen swallowed her food and smiles sheepishly at the writer and the Director. "I thought if I froze, no one would notice me…" she explained, slightly embarrassed.
Levi deadpanned at the girl. "That's for idiots who don't have a single cell in their brain." He blunted rudely as he leaned back against the chair with his arms crossed.
"Are you saying that T-Rex was idiot?" Historia asked Levi with curiosity as she tilted her head at the raven-haired actor. Before Levi answers, Sasha opens her mouth.
"What's a T-Rex?" silence in the room as all eyes stared at innocently confused Sasha.
Isabel covers her mouth in surprise while Farlan shakes his head dramatically in solemn. "Oh, you poor gal…"
