I checked the time, seeing that there is still 40 minutes until the dinner. We had a cast and crew meeting.. scheduled, I guess? I don't know though, it's just a hanging out but a bit fancier. I wore a fitting, long-sleeved white tee with a matching shirt thrown over it, and black baggy jeans. I didn't mind fastening the shirt's buttons and just put my hair up with a clip, then got some jewelry.

Anyway, the restaurant is quite far from where we all have our trailers, so instead of driving two different cars, we decided that I and Jack will go with Johnny. I also realized recently that Jack's acting more like bodyguard than just my driver, but I guess none of us was really bothered with that fact.

I thought I will go to the gym on foot since it was approximately 200 meters from here, and I also have the urge to clear my mind with a little walk. I texted Jack that we should meet at my place to go together, but he told me to go alone because he still has something to do, though will be there shortly.

I grabbed my phone and headphones, after a while of considering also taking sunglasses. It was rather gloomy today and so was my mood, but I couldn't, or rather didn't wanna risk getting photographed. There was a low chance of something like that happening, but still.

After, indeed, 10 minutes I was in front of the entrance, looking if there was anyone else around. There wasn't. Geez, am I paranoid or something? It's also not like the gym is in a very public place full of people.

I didn't see Jerry anywhere near, so I decided to go inside. I immediately saw a young woman, sitting behind the counter and writing something on her computer. She looked quite surprised when seeing me, probably because the gym was officially closed from obvious reasons.

She frowned, then her forehead lightened up, and before I got the chance to introduce myself she spoke up.

"Good evening!" she said in a voice I kinda expected her to have. "You must be El."

Now it was my brows' turn to furrow. I was about to ask the question, but she was quicker.

"Mr. Depp had informed me you might come over. He said something like you'd want to see the progress of him working out one of his body parts and then stuff about everyone's daydreams. I hope you understand that because I really didn't, but yeah."

Deppbooty.

I snickered to myself. Funny bastard.

"I do," I replied, shit-eating grin still present on my face. "Thank you, I will find him myself."

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Well, I haven't.

I slowly regretted not asking the nice lady if she had seen mr. Judge anywhere, because I couldn't find him nor Johnny, and I've been looking for solid 5 minutes. It's quite a lot, knowing the fact that the gym isn't that big. I've already been to the main room with all the equipment and stuff, but I haven't found anyone.

I finally gave up after walking into some empty cloakroom, dead silent everywhere. I heavily sit down on a bench, resting my back against the wall. In front of me were some lockers, but nobody seemed to be using them at the moment. Is this a goddamn ghost gym? It's so weird I don't even hear anything. Kinda creepy.

I went on my phone and into the text messages to ask Jerry where in the world are they, then decided to scroll Instagram for a bit.

I got so caught up I almost haven't noticed the sudden change of the surroundings in front of me, like someone has actually appeared there. I briefly stole a glance up but not really looking, but, oh boy, how fast have I given it a second look after.

I forgot to hold my phone for a moment and it nearly fell to the floor, but I couldn't care less. My eyes widened at the sight of Johnny.

In nothing but a towel.

All of a sudden, my tongue has been cut off and I couldn't make a single mumble leave my mouth. Without mentioning it went completely dry.

Seconds later he noticed me, too, and his face expression screamed 'I couldn't be expecting you less here'. His chest and arms' muscles tensed as neither one of us dared to move. His whole body glistened with droplets of water.

I'm definitely on the big list of people going to hell, after all the disrespectful thoughts I just thought. I literally had to ignore the annoying tingling between my legs as my gaze examined his collarbones and pumped up shoulders, sliding down the tattoos, and at this point I realized there is nothing more attractive in the world than this.

I felt so bad for even giving it a small look, but his torso made me swallow the surprisingly large amount of saliva that gathered in my mouth. He didn't have a six-pack, though it's really not like he had nothing, and that was the best part. I really wish y'all could be here and see what I mean, because I don't think I'm able to put it in words. You could tell he's just been working out, and he definitely was in shape.

Up until this point I thought nothing can make me fold, but seeing his towel being so low his hipbones showed really did it.

I mentally dismissed the constantly multiplying thoughts-clouds with my hand, throwing my right forearm over my eyes and proceeding to leave.

Even though it all lasted maybe 3 seconds in total, it for sure was able to make me blush.

"Shit, sorry, I couldn't find you or Jerry, I didn't hear you either, shit." I rambled, quickly finding the door.

"It's fine," he giggled. "I didn't know that you were already here, either. I will talk to you in a sec, just give me some time to get dressed."

Not long after, I found myself in the corridor, waiting patiently. I caught my own self in act as I chew on my nail and stared at one point, recreating the image I saw a while earlier. I tried stopping, but apparently my mind didn't care since remembering everything in the most toe-curling way was more interesting. Yeah, and even more inappropriate.

With a corner of my eye I noticed Johnny walking out of the same door. He was all dressed in black along with some sunglasses and a leather belt, that was fastened more on the side than in the middle. I noticed it's one of the Johnny things he does, which are things I never noticed anyone else doing, but him.

He fixed some rings and bracelets, running a hand through his hair.

"Hi," he greeted me with a smile. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yes." I replied. I saw that his cheeks were also kinda flushed. "Johnny, we can't tell anyone about..this. You know what I mean."

"You've got it, baby. Not a soul." he answered, smiling softly. "That would be quite a story, though."

"Yeah." I agreed. A moment of silence had passed and I giggled quietly to myself.

"What?"

"Good thing you weren't butt naked. That would be a story."

"Oh, you can't convince me you actually wouldn't like to see the deppbooty." he countered, winking.

I snorted, "At least I wouldn't have to try to look it up online anymore."

His jaw dropped and he turned his head to me. I laughed out loud.

See, that's what I'm talking about when I say Johnny brightens my mood every single time. Just being around him puts me in a silly goofy mood.

"There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere." Jerry's voice rushed to us from the end of the corridor, and we both turned around. "What took you guys so long?"

Me and Johnny glanced at each other knowingly.

"Hard time finding ourselves."

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