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SUBJECT: Well? Etc.
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SUBJECT: RE: Well? Etc.
RC.
RC! RC!!!
It was amazing. I’m still flying. I can’t believe my life. Pinch me. No. Don’t. I don’t want to wake up if it’s all a dream.
Well, first, the flight was great, and when I got to the airport there was A DRIVER holding a sign with my NAME! I basically had to act like it wasn’t the coolest thing that’s ever happened, but basically, the whole time in the limo, I was screaming on the inside.
Hi, I’m Kate. I take limos now. No big deal. But also bow before me, peon!
So then the hotel is amazing. Like fancy-schmancy. Some of the cast is staying here. In the penthouse, obviously, but WE ARE SHARING THE SAME BUILDING.
(Okay, I promise I will stop yelling now. No. I cannot promise that.)
Speaking of the cast. I met them! I actually MET THEM!
Wait, but first, do you care about how the room looked and stuff? I can give the details if you want, but you never seem to care about that stuff. I will say, it was all very swanky with a DJ and gourmet food on real china and everything. (Haha, I sound like such a doofus, don’t I? I swear I’ve been in public before!)
I still can’t wrap my mind around it. Emma was amazingly nice, as you’d expect. Harrison was scary good-looking (but it’s true about celebrities being shorter in person). Except Charles. He was huge. Like massive and muscular. I always worried that I exaggerated his looks for the fans, but now I think I may have been selling him short …
The only thing … ugh, never mind. It was fine. I’m just doing my overthinking thing. Actually, I need to get it off my chest, and I know you will give it to me straight. I feel like I may have annoyed Charles. Am I crazy? I asked him a question, and he walked away. And he was likeglaringat me before that. I’m just projecting, right? I’m sure he was being totally normal, and I just built things up in my head.
Pete says never meet your idols. I suppose he’s right. Well, anyway. It was amazing. I’m so glad I came. Thank you for pushing me to do so. I would have regretted it, you were right.
Thank god I didn’t trip or dribble spit all over myself. Can you imagine?
Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. On that note, I better hit the hay and get my beauty rest. I can hardly keep my eyes open after the nonstop adrenaline of the day.
Love,
Kate
PS: This is NOT gossip. You know that I don’t do that. But I saw Charles and Emma kiss. Maybe I was wrong all these years thinking they were just friends. But it was a forehead kiss. As a man, do you think that’s brotherly affection or “I’ve secretly been in love with you for most of my life?”
PPS: Not that it matters. Obviously. I’m happy for them if they are in love.
PPPS: Not that my opinion even matters. OKAY, I AM GOING TO BED NOW.
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SUBJECT: I was an idiot
