1 month later
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@tomholland: Finally met the incredible Blake Morrigan Stark
(Tagged: @morri.blake)
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User1: They finally met!!!
User2: hasn't Blake been on set since they started
User3: Her parents literally let her and her sister go around the fucking world all the time
Ꮮ User4: Ik it's like she's nvr with her parents
Ꮮ User5: her parents should lose custody for child neglect
Ꮮ User6: okay but why tf are y'all worried abt her parents? Mind your business!!!
User7: I wish my parents let me travel with the marvel cast
User8: so hot
User9: aghhh Tommy
User10: who's this and how does he know Blake
Ꮮ User11: probably just a fan
Ꮮ User12: thats Tom Holland he's an actor
hazosterfield: nice job
Ꮮ tomholland: stfu
anthonymackie: since when are you friends with Blake
Ꮮ morri.blake: we're not, he's paying me to hang out with him
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Blake
One day later
I was with Tom on my bed in Robert's village when Logan came jumping on it. Yes I have a bed in Robert's village, but that's not the point, the point is that Logan fucking jumped on it. "Blake! Tom!" She shouted. "Out," I say lazily pointing towards the door. The little shit just rolled around until she was near me, then she rolled right over me. "Logan, the baby," I said. "Sorry," she apologizes with an annoyingly adorable pout.
I roll my eyes, I literally do not have enough energy to yell at her right now. "Yea you are, now what do you want?" I ask. "Robert wanted to know if you were with Tom," she said. "I'm obviously with Blake," Tom said. "And I'm with this idiot," I say. Tom threw popcorn at me. "Hey! Wait where'd you even get that from?!" I asked. "You think I don't know Robert's food hiding spots?" Tom asked. "Can I have some?" I asked. "No," he said. I snatched o bag from his hands and bop him in the head. "Bitch, don't tell me no!" I said. "Bitch! Don't curse in front of Logan!" Tom yelled. "But you're doing it to!" I yelled. "I'm allowed to!" He said. "Says who?" I asked. "Says me," He answered. "Well then so am I!" I yelled back. "Is this what flirting is?" Logan asked. "WE'RE NOT FLIRTING!!" Both Tom and I yelled. We threw pillows at the bubbly little girl as she laughed and ran away.