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So am I.
MASON
Night came too fast.
Everything here was fast.
Too fast.
Luca left early.
Coach stayed behind talking to staff.
Mason didn’t move.
Rowan was still in the media room.
Across the building.
Same structure.
Different sides.
He finally texted her.
Mason:
This doesn’t feel like home.
Three dots.
Longer than usual.
Rowan:
It’s not.
Pause.
Rowan:
It’s a test.
He leaned back slightly.
That word again.
Test.
ROWAN
I finished writing the final paragraph of my draft at 11:42 p.m.
Then stopped.
Because I didn’t like it.
Not because it was wrong.
