day 22. tom hardy and zoe saldana as the brit and the american who met in spain.
“who was she?”
“who was who?”
“the bird who’s got you so fucking dizzy!”
“oh. we ah. we met on my first day there, out on the beach. she laughed at my jacket.”
“…well it’s no fucking wonder, mate. who wears a fucking jacket on the beach in summer?”
“oh fuck off!”“come on, i wanna hear all about him.”
“w-what? hear about who?”
“the guy who’s got you grinning so much,”
“just… a guy. sweet, kinda dorky. he was wearing this hideous… thing on the beach and it became a talking point.”
“you gonna see him again?”
“i don’t. i don’t know. he lives in england, and in case you didn’t notice, we don’t.”
