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iamthefirechild:

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iamthefirechild:

“Well, tell me about what you’ve been doing recently. Start there.” An actor who didn’t like to talk about anything and everything? Or maybe this one was just so used to having people fall at his feet (he /was/ unreasonably good-looking) he wasn’t used to having to do any work at all.

“Besides acting on set, well I really haven’t been much to do anything. Um, I can’t really take a vacation because of it..usually coming to stay at home to read or have visitors over.” He smiled lightly, still wondering why she had decided to sit on his feet. “Are you alright down there? Um, I can get you a chair, if you’d like..” Tom said, a concerned voice from his throat.

“Sweetie, I like it down here. Good grief, does it really bother you that much?” Summer frowned up his six foot height. “Anyway, I meant, tell me about what acting work you’ve been doing lately. Or … ” She waggled her eyebrows in an amusing, pseudo-lascivious manner, “tell me how much free time you have lately. And what you’d /like/ to be doing with it.” 

“No, I was just wondering..” Tom shook his head, not necessarily minding it, it was just a bit unaccustomed. He chuckled, listening to what she said, nodding. “Well, details are kind of classified, if you understand..” he laughed, seeing that he couldn’t tell much of the plot of the up coming films. “As in ‘free time’, I come by to have..some, not much of a lot.” He said apologetically.

“You just don’t like to talk about yourself, do you?” Summer grinned. “Okay then, ask me anything you like.”