•after hours special•

lexi having fake interviews in her head and imagining her life as a character and relating everything to to tv shows and film i’m her and she is me

can i wake up next to you, be a tangle of limbs with you at the break of dawn? can i pull you in close, tighter, sleep still clinging onto my eyelids? am i allowed to check the daily news, realize it all horrible, and wish it away with my face in the crook of your figure, flush between your chest and your jaw? can you kiss me when you're ready, greeting me with your gentlest of 'good mornings' -- in turn may i be ready with you as well?

Seems reasonable

This is what I do when customers piss me off

he’s a fictional character to you, i know him personally