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It's your first day on set and everyone is losing their shit. You were just supposed to guest star as a character that was mentioned once, but you're back by popular demand. The fans and the cast wanted you back. Plus, Rick loved working with you.

Right now, you and your manager are in your trailer as your makeup artists quickly does your makeup. You're not really paying attention until the girls burst into your trailer.

"The icon has returned!" Tamara exclaims playfully.

Dior sits on your couch, getting comfortable immediately. She always felt the closest to you.

"How was the tour?" Leah asks as your manager paces, on the phone.

Before you can respond, Walker pokes his head in the door.

"We should kiss, but, like, for publicity and stuff," he grins.

Daniel sighs, greets you and then drags Walker way from the doorframe where he's drooling over you, muttering about a scene they need to rehearse anyway. Aryan and Charlie enter next, blabbering about some cool stunts you have later on and how awesome you're gonna do because you do your own stunts most of the times.

The attention's great and extremely deserved, but a break from being on a pedestal would be nice. Dior notices how you try to keep up with the verbal spam and eventually gets everyone to chill so you can finally get more than just a hum in.

"How have you been? Like, for real?" She asks sweetly.