On the death of her meta role model

[tessanne]

...What do you mean I don't get to be upset that Ryan Fletcher's dead? I know he's not from my canon, but I don't have a canon, and he was awesome!

I wanted to be like him. I mean, he went from being a guy that worked at a desk to a high-ranking government official, and he always had great hair.

If he could go all the way up the ranks of the CIA just by working hard and being smart, and go from being a guest star to a main character, that makes me feel like I could be in charge of my own law firm someday. Especially with Will helping me. Maybe I could fit into somebody else's story and make a difference somehow.

I don't need to become a spy or anything (look at me, I don't have the arms for that), I just like other characters who make me feel less strange, okay?

So if you don't mind, since Will's a little busy tonight, I'm going to go have a root beer float and sulk. And I don't care if you need me or not.

Comments

[hopelesscase]

You know, of all the problems yah just outlined there, the arms are the easiest to fix.

[tessanne]

Oh, I wouldn't...I don't want to be a hero like that. Just somebody a little more important than I am right now.

[hopelesscase]

Heh-HEH-heh, did you just call working out 'being a hero?' Heh-HEH-heh.

[tessanne]

...I think you're missing the point. What I was saying is that I'm not in physical shape to be a spy, which is fine because I don't want to be one anyway.

[hopelesscase]

Aye! But... can't hurt to lift anyway!

[Always missing the point! For fun and profit.]

[tessanne]

Maybe I'll get a gym membership. Although I'm more of a runner.

[Mostly because her boyfriend is a runner. And she attempts to keep up with him, and fails.]

[hopelesscase]

Yeah, that does like, nothing for you. Weights, baby, weights!