Y/NS pov
I had gotten a callback from the casting company a couple days ago and I was currently packing for my flight to L.A. I couldn't believe I had booked the role I mean, I don't know how good this movies going to be but I have to admit being in a scream movie is the opportunity of a lifetime. trinity was sitting at the edge of my bed texting someone again. seriously?
"trin I need help"
"with what?"
she said looking up from her phone
"jeans or sweatpants?"
"personally I prefer sweatpants but you can pick whatever you want, you can always buy clothes when you get there"
"yeah I know I just don't wanna have to spend all my money on clothes when I could've just packed them in my suitcase"
she wasn't listening. she was already looking back at her phone screen
"trinityyy"
"yeah?"
"can you put your phone away and help me? I leave at four am tommorrow and I've barely packed anything"
"oh I'm sorry of course"
"thank you trin"
"your welcome y/n/n"
TRINITYS pov
y/ns closet and drawers were a hot mess but luckily I know practically every item in her closet, she doesn't have too much but she doesn't have too little either just the perfect amount.
"what about these?"
I say holding up a pair of mom jeans and a camp moosehead shirt she got from working on the baby-sitters club
"could you put them in my suitcase?"
"yeah sure"
I fold them up before stuffing them in the overfilled suitcase
"y/n I think your good on clothes now"
she turns around and stares at the pile for a minute
"maybe, uhm do you think I could fit this shirt in there though?"
"you can try"
I laugh as she sits on her suitcase trying to zip it up
"I think you've put too much in there y/n/n"
"probably"