Katee tells herself every night before she goes to sleep that the world is not a television show, but it's hard to keep control of your mental boundaries when every word you say during the day belongs to a girl whose world is not a world but the whole universe; who has conquered even what passes for death on the small screen; who has visited Earth and spun away again to be with the man she loves.
Katee's cell buzzes green in the darkness and she sits on the edge of the bed looking at it, blinking the few lines of text into focus, before walking over to the front door of her apartment -- her bare feet slap against the wooden veneer -- and opening it.
"You could have just knocked," she says.
Jamie smiles.
It's only okay when looked at from outer space. It's only okay because one day they'll be allowed to stop looking at each other like they're the only universal constant, and then maybe Katee will be able to stuff her thoughts back within normal boundaries. Maybe she'll be able to forget the fact that in her breakthrough role she broke the one cardinal rule and fell into a love that could only be reached by scaling the fourth wall at midnight and dropping down into the Eden on the other side.
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Katee's cell buzzes green in the darkness and she sits on the edge of the bed looking at it, blinking the few lines of text into focus, before walking over to the front door of her apartment -- her bare feet slap against the wooden veneer -- and opening it.
"You could have just knocked," she says.
Jamie smiles.
It's only okay when looked at from outer space. It's only okay because one day they'll be allowed to stop looking at each other like they're the only universal constant, and then maybe Katee will be able to stuff her thoughts back within normal boundaries. Maybe she'll be able to forget the fact that in her breakthrough role she broke the one cardinal rule and fell into a love that could only be reached by scaling the fourth wall at midnight and dropping down into the Eden on the other side.