cooper.

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  text : blaine she wouldn’t be too thrilled about her most handsome and talented son being behind bars either. or his really good and equally handsome and talented friend frank.
  text : blaine i went to get in’n’out. then came back. it’s great material for my upcoming audition for the new fast and furious movie. living on the wild side. hit and run. ruining cars left right and center.
  text : blaine every successful celebrity has an assistant, blaine. that’s hollywood 101. you can’t expect me to handle my own calendar can you? you don’t mingle with the other stars, you send your assistant to mingle with the other assistants. you’ll be able to read this and other tips in the book i’m getting ghost written. available fall of 2018. maybe. i’ll send you a signed for christmas.
  text : blaine of course not. that’s the drink of producers blaine. everyone knows serious actors order a 5 shot venti, 2/5th decaf, ristretto shot, 1 pump vanilla, 1 pump hazelnut, breve, 1 sugar in the raw, with whip, caramel drizzle on top, free poured, 4 pump mocha. and the starbucks queue is a right of passage when starting your day. have you really woken up if you haven’t waited over 30 minutes for your coffee? i think not.

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( mssg » cooper | sent ) I’m pretty sure she’s not going to be very excited if you–or Frank–end up in jail.  I could always run it by her in a hypothetical sense?  See what she has to say about bailing you out?
( mssg » cooper | sent ) You know.  Hypothetically?
( mssg » cooper | sent ) You’re auditioning for the new Fast and Furious?  Hang on.  You’re method acting your audition for the new Fast and Furious?  Coop?  Can you please not?
( mssg » cooper | sent ) Wow.  How did you know what I always wanted?  Who’s doing the writing?  Please don’t tell me it’s the Starbucks guy.
( mssg » cooper | sent ) That drink sounds disgusting.  You could, I don’t know, always just go for some coffee?  Milk, couple of sweetners?   Could streamline your day.  I’m pretty sure it’s a miracle that you’ve survived this long in Los Angeles if you’re making people wait that long in the morning for coffee.