She created fictional dialogues and possible questions that both could ask each other. She imagined gestures, looks, smiles that would try to be discreet, but end up drawing attention to their lips anyways. She imagined hugs, touches, and the spark they could start. But she forgot that for a screenplay to work, the other character also had to follow the script. She fell asleep with the laptop still on. The internet sometimes held more magic than the real life.


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