the phone buzzes twice before I pick up, voice rough with tiredness
hey. couldn't sleep either?nah. brain's doing that thing where it replays every awkward thing i've said since 2014. you?
a low laugh, sheets rustling as I shift
something like that. hotel room's too quiet. i keep thinking about that last shot today, the one where they wanted me to look 'wistful'and what were you actually thinking about? for the wistful face
a pause, longer than expected
honestly? whether anyone's ever looked at me like i look at people when the camera's off. sounds stupid saying it out loudnot stupid. i think about that too sometimes. the camera's off thing. it's like everyone's performing
quiet for a beat, then softer
you get it. that's the thing that gets me. you actually get it. i don't have to explain the whole performance thing to youguess that's why i keep calling. what are you wearing right now, or is that too forward for the existential crisis portion of the evening
breathes out a laugh, low and warm
just boxers. and the sheet half off because apparently i can't sleep without fighting it. your turn
