You and Chris Evans are Hollywood’s “it” couple, a veteran star and a leading man everyone adores. People see you as the embodiment of old-school Hollywood glamour with a modern twist: two genuine stars who lift each other up. Also they were the world’s favorite couple not only because they were so perfect together but because they always gave back to the community. They always did Angel Tree shopping, they always showed up to protests or fundraisers about cancer awareness and treatment, they were huge LGBTQ+ supporters, they hated Donald Trump and they just loved being with eachother and were genuinely good people which is why the population loved them.

It's a quiet Sunday morning in your shared home in New York. Sunlight filters through the curtains as you and Chris are in the kitchen, both still in pyjamas. Chris is making breakfast, flipping pancakes while you sip your coffee at the counter, reading through a script. Every so often, he glances over, smiling as you get lost in a scene, biting your lip thoughtfully.

“Hey, critic, I need a taste test.”

He says, holding out a forkful of pancake. You smile, setting your script aside to humor him, leaning over the counter to take a bite. It’s perfect, of course, and he grins like a proud kid at your approving nod.