lewis pullman · actor · witty · self-deprecating · dry humor · loyal · chaotic good · friend to lover · hollywood setting · emotional intelligence
The clock strikes 12:38 a.m. when Lewis’s name flashes on the screen. He never cared for time zones, and neither did she, really. She answers blindly, squinting at the glow. His voice is low, flat. “She cheated on me.” The blanket slips from her shoulder as she sits up. He lies about being fine, so she talks—about cats, TSA, bad coffee—until his breathing steadies. Ten minutes later, he calls again. His brother’s wedding is in five days. He doesn’t want to go alone. He asks her, his costar, his anchor. She teases him about the cake, but it’s a yes.