“hey, i’m in a rush.” joe greets, looking to the camera that’s interviewing you. he kisses the side of your head, already walking away. “wait, no, oh no. just a hug.” you say, smiling. he pauses, then goes back to hug you tightly. “you’ll meet me at my place after?” he whispers. you always sleep over at his place after premiers, but the night has barely gotten started. and he really needs to get to his first carpet interview.