Laura: Okay, this is it… Keith should be right behind this door…
Laura: Now all I have to do is… open this d-door and talk to him…
Laura: (thoughts) But… what if Keith hates me? What if he doesn’t even remember me? W-why would he? It’s been more than five years — a quarter of a lifetime. And I’m getting old. He wouldn’t…
Laura: (thoughts) N-no! I’ve been a coward all my life. I can’t be nervous, not now! Not when I’m so close! I j-just have to try and… imagine he’s in his underwear! That’s supposed to help…
Laura: (thoughts) Alright! Here goes!
Laura: K-Keith!
Laura: You probably don’t remember me but I-!
Laura: (thoughts) …o-oh no! I… I imagined too hard!
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