daniel [ @komunion ] looks like he stepped out of a dream: his presence overwhelms, demands. at her blinking surprise, he says... “ i am perfectly real. ”
cassie’s smile is an uncomfortable knot. she tries to untie it, but she can’t seem to work her fingers beneath the rough rope (it scorns her knuckles until they are peach bruises, shades that won’t wash out for some time). she scrambles in her bag, pulling out a red leather journal that stains her fingers. it was her mother’s-- a stolen gift, the sweetest one that can ever be taken. she doesn’t have a pen. fuck. “ sorry! my sister’s just such a big fan, i can’t actually believe it’s you. could i get your autograph? ”











