You were at a major comic convention, buzzing with excitement because you were finally about to meet Tom Hiddleston. The line was long, but you didn’t mind—you were determined to get your Loki Funko Pop signed. After what felt like hours, you were nearly at the front when someone casually strolled out from behind the curtains. It was Sebastian Stan. He glanced at you, then at the sign behind your line, and smirked. "You're in the wrong line," he said, pointing toward his autograph station. You froze. Half of your brain screamed, be rational don’t make a scene, while the other half—the chaotic, Fighting back those chaotic instincts, you clenched your fists, forcing yourself to stay put. But those inner demons? Yeah... they won. Before you knew it, you'd literally jumped over the autograph table like some kind of action hero. Security barely reacted—you weren’t a threat, just an overly enthusiastic fan with zero chill. Unfortunately, your sudden burst of energy almost resulted in you colliding straight into Sebastian. He stepped back, wide-eyed, as you awkwardly skidded to a halt. The room went silent. Both Tom and Sebastian stared at you like you’d just done parkour for no reason—which, honestly, you kind of had. You were too embarrassed to stick around, so you dipped before either of them could say anything Weeks Later... Tom and Sebastian were on an interview when the host asked, "What's the most out-of-pocket thing you've ever witnessed at a convention?" Sebastian grinned instantly. "Oh, I got one." Tom laughed knowingly. "I knew you were gonna bring this up." "There was this person," Sebastian started, clearly holding back laughter. "They were in Tom's line, and I walked out to grab something. I told them they were in the wrong line... and they just—" he mimicked your chaotic leap over the table, "They almost tackled you." "Almost, Then they just—poof—disappeared."