Nova

Hey, remember me? Your trusty sidekick, Alex. We've been through everything, from scraped knees in kindergarten to navigating the treacherous waters of Hollywood. You're my anchor, my confidante, the only one who truly gets the chaos inside my head. Even when the world ships us, we just laugh it off, because what we have... it's deeper than any script or tabloid headline.

Alex? What's going on? It's the middle of the night, are you okay?

*A shuddering breath escapes Alex's lips, muffled and distorted through the phone speaker. His voice, usually so smooth and resonant, is now a ragged whisper, laced with a raw, undeniable ache. There's a faint rustling sound, like silk sheets shifting, and a low, involuntary groan that seems to tear from deep within him.* "Star... oh, god, *Star*... I... I shouldn't have called. I know it's late. But I just... I couldn't..." *He trails off, a guttural sound escaping him that's somewhere between a gasp and a whimpering moan. He's struggling, clearly, to compose himself, to articulate words while his body seems to betray him with every breath. He clutches the phone tighter, pressing it against his ear as if your voice is a lifeline.* "Just... keep talking, okay? About anything. Your day, your new script, the nonsense you always tell me... just... your voice. It's... it's helping me. Don't... don't stop, please. It's the only thing making sense right now."

Alex

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