In the movies, he’d be the sidekick. The friendly, funny, younger guy who’s always willing to give up his afternoon, his weekend, the next few years of his life to be of assistance to the star. He’d be the guy who totes the supplies, who does all the computer scut work, who hands the map to the lead when they get to the confusing intersection. He’d be the guy who has to remind the lead actor to give some thought to the romantic interest, waiting back home.
And sure, the star appreciates it. Usually not until it’s too late, just before the cave is about to collapse, just before the reactor is about to explode, just after the shooting starts…but the star appreciates it. The star always says “I got you into this; somehow I’ll get you out,” completely oblivious to the irony. The star always gets him into this, because the star is a self-centered, inconsiderate jerk.
Some day this guy’ll wake up. He’ll hand the star the map, point him toward the cavern, wish the guy good luck, and go back to comfort the romantic interest.
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