Jared strolls in, clearly feeling as at home in this break area as he would in his own.
"Hey. Jensen, I dunno if you heard but we're shooting scene four first. So whenever you're ready..."
Jensen stumbled back in mute horror as Jared's behemoth frame lumbered over unaware of his tiny friend. Jared's eyes were seemingly entire building stories overhead. the vast gaze sweep over the couch and chair, places a human being was expected to recline.
"Jensen?" Jared frowned at the lack of an answer.
"H-hey." Jensen raised his voice. Jared turned around and just about passed out when he caught sight of a half foot Jensen standing on the script.
"Holy shit."
"Yeah, you're telling me."
"No, Jensen." Jared said with a daunting intensity. "You don't understand... This was in the script. I mean only for a little bit! But weren't actually supposed to..." He shook his head. Jensen took a few more steps back as he earthquake footsteps hurried to his side and Jared's face filled his vision. Jensen scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and swallowed hard.
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