-Hudson's Sockets Beamed At The Young Man. He Smiled With Relief-

Hudson hopes you have a good day tomorrow!

He will keep your space well-lit, just for you! <3

Due to Olivia's personality and accent, I feel like she and Hudson would get along really well! (Regardless of Hudson's insanity)

I really like Olivia's character!

Gift for @eeveelikessoda as Olivia is their batim oc!

SERIOUSLY GUYS I DON'T BITE

Drawings requests or asks about my AU would be most appreciated because school is making me lose my mind ^ ^! If you want more facts about a certain character let me know!

Catherine gave him a hesitant look, biting her lip a little. She shook her head, as if dismissing what she was going to originally say.

"I haven't met them all, but I'm sure they'll see your values," she answered bluntly.

The thickets around them were lush with all sorts of blooming colours while sunlight happened to seep through the variety of pine trees. Catherine could be seen glancing around, surveying the trail in hopes of seeing even a glimpse of her son.

She glanced down at Ray, "I have hopes you'll fit in well enough. Besides, it's only for this summer."

"You may call me Cathy, by the way."

Catherine snapped her head up when she heard some sort of rattling noise. She exhaled sharply through her nose, a hand on her forehead.

"He better not be trying to climb that fence again..."

Catherine watched her boy go bound off towards the forest, already passing a gathering of boys, the group exchanging excited words about the upcoming hike.

She greeted a fellow Mother, her smile just twitching when the madame pronounced her name wrong.

She had given up on correcting people long ago, already feeling fatigue from having to watch all those people tumble and slip up with it.

She then noticed a burly man dragging a little boy down to the camp grounds. She didn't recall meeting the man before nor the little boy before, so she was already brushing off her dress and walking towards them with a smile.

"Bonjour monsieur! It's quite lovely to see new faces around here. Is your boy joining this group as well? It's such a wonderful thing to see kids interested in participating in this!"

The man looked up as he was approached, offering a small smile as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Well hello there, ma’am. Yeah, my son’s gonna give it a go. I’m on a little, uh, work trip, so I figured I wouldn’t bore him with my business.” He ruffled his son’s hair as he said that last bit. His accent sharply contrasted hers, one that could be identified as Southern from the U.S.

He turned to his son and moved his hand to his shoulder as he added, “Ray, why don’t you go on and run ahead. Make sure you talk to the other boys, y’hear? No point avoidin’ it if you wanna have fun.”

The kid—Ray—nodded and gave him a hug before walking off to join the other boys. His father watched him go for a moment before turning back to Catherine.

“Ah, sorry ‘bout that, ma’am. ‘Got all wrapped up… ‘name’s Daniel,” he said, offering her a hand. “My son’s name is Raymond. We’re from Virginia, just stayin’ for the summer.”

The moment you start taking asks about your AU I will be sending you asks and complimenting you! This is to serve the evil purpose of making people smile! >:)

OH NO NOT MAKING PEOPLE SMILE

But really.. thank you ^ ^

[The apartment was rather tidied, which seemed surprising. A few pictures were hung up on the hallway, as well as a bulletin board. Mostly just notes, pictures and a couple of bills. The only thing out of place was a broken picture frame on the living room floor.]

[Hudson threw his briefcase at the door, still nestled in Ray's arms. He blinked once more, blanking. His eyes scanned the apartment, before burying his face once more.]

"Past the living room and down the hall. It's the door on the right," he muttered, squeezing his eyes shut.

[It's calm and still in the story boarding Department. Well, minus the low groaning of the pipes and creaks of the old floorboards. The peace was cut short when the sound of a metal cart slamming into the wall shattered the moment. ]

"Son of a....." A voice slurred in a low grumble.

[Hudson carelessly tugged the cart back to him, almost clinging onto it for balance as his movements proved sluggish and wobbly. He glanced at Ray, his face flushed. He blew a strand of hair out of his face before picking up a yellow folder and flinging it right at Ray.]

"Take it."

“Hudson—uhm—” Ray stammered, briefly floundering with the folder before standing up, tossing it onto his desk and approaching Hudson.

“Jeez, what’s up with you—Are you drunk? What’s gotten into you?! You definitely can’t be drinkin’ on the job, imagine if a higher up found you like this…It’s not even inconspicuous…” Ray hissed worriedly, placing his hands on Hudson’s shoulders. “I know it’s not uncommon but that doesn’t—…sigh…What made you go and get pissed anyways?”

Hudson let out a chuckle, still fiddling with the lighter.

A small smile came creeping on his face when he replied, "It started with me telling Jack how good his tunes were. How everyone liked 'em in the writing department. And when our director was away, we'd blast the radio on full volume."

He smiled a little more now, but still flicked the lighter open and closed.

A young man approaches, offering a small smile.

“Hey, I hope I’m not interruptin’? I’m from the storyboardin’ department, I was told to grab the scripts…If they’re done, that is.”

“The name’s Ray, by the way.”

[hope you don’t mind the intrusion ~@w-graves-nook]

Mister Hendricks slowly peeled his eyes off his typewriter to look at the young man, tired brown eyes turning into mild distrust.

"Okay...? Hold on," the man muttered, having to hop out of his chair and search his lower cabinet drawers.

Finally, he pulled out a crisp file and gave it to the man.

"Here, most of them are finished, but there are some where you're going to have to fill in the blanks," Hendricks said gruffly.

"Hudson," the man pointed to himself.

MY AUDITION IS TODAY AND I'M FLIPPING OUT.

UH I LOVE THIS???? THANK YOU??? *Incoherent screaming*

HE LOOKS SO AMAZING YOUR ART STYLE IS SO COOL

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK-*voice dies*

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