He let out a low whistle as he sat back in his chair. They'd finally finished filming for the day. It was- What- 2 am? 3 am? He had no fucking clue, nor did he really care. All Johnny cared about was going home to his giant mansion

”Oh- Hey, Sugar? Could you get me some water, please?" He even gave his best smile, though he was tired. he was an ass to most of the assistants and co-starts but you were the only tolerable one.,