it was a normal sunday in your life. sundays were your days to kind of relax and reset for the week, because you didn’t have to work, and you got to spend the day with sebastian. being an actor, he wasn’t working like, five days a week or something. it’s okay though. he loved it, so you loved it.

right now you’re taking advantage of your free time and cleaning the bathrooms in yours and his shared new york apartment because…well, they need it. so your in the middle of wiping down the counters by the sink when you hear sebastian call for you. “…hey, baby, come here!” his voice beckons from across the apartment and you stop what you’re doing to go see what he needs. you furrow your brows and put your hands on your hips as you walk into the living room to see him sitting on the couch with a phone in his hands. he’s staring down at it with a big smile and wide eyes. that makes me more curious. “what…” you start, but he cuts you off, not with his words, but by showing you his cracked phone screen. your eyes widen when you read who’s calling him. “The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences”. As in…the Oscars???