TAYLOR bites down on her bottom lip, throwing her head back and resting it against the wall, "Okay, tell me if this is anything or if it, like, makes sense."
Jack Antonoff nods, "Yeah."
"In the age of him she..." Taylor sighs, " I was gonna say 'she wished she was thirty' but I wasn't sure if that would roll off the tongue well."
"No, it does," Jack shakes his head, "No, wait... like... in the age of him she wished she was thirty-- yeah, no, that rolls off the tongue well."
"Okay," Taylor says, "I like the next two. Um-- In the age of him she wished she was thirty, and made coffee every morning in a French press, afterwards she only ate cereal, and couldn't sleep unless it was in her mother's bed."
"Good, good, yes," Jack nods with her, "I feel like cereal isn't enough syllables."
"I could make it work, though, right?"
Sara shakes her head, "Say kids cereal."
Taylor nods slowly, "Yeah. That's good. This is why you're here, Sara. And you're sure you don't want a writing credit?"
"For coming up with 'kids cereal'? No," Sara chuckles.
"Well, that, and... half of So High School and twenty percent of Down Bad," Taylor shrugs.
Sara thinks for a moment, "Wait, do you care if we cool it on the Tortured Poets for a minute?"
Taylor shakes her head, "No. What were you thinking?"
"Coffee," Sara says, "In a French press... Jack, remember the song I was writing, like, a year ago before Josh and I split?"
He nods.
"I think I can finish it," Sara continues, "Lyrics are just popping into the brain, anyone have a pen and paper?"
•••
"Say you can't sleep, and I know, that's that me espresso!" Sara exclaims, "Fuck yeah! That's a whole song right there."
"It's good," Taylor nods, "It's catchy. I bet it's a hit. Where did this even come from? Did-- wait, did something happen with Dylan?"
Sara shrugs, "...I don't know."
"It could be a hit," Jack says, "It sounds like Nonsense, kind of...? But not really."
"I'm working late," sings Taylor, "'Cause I'm a singer."
"It's already stuck in your head," Jack waves his hand in a sort of 'see?' motion.
"Shit," Taylor says, "We should do Espresso and Tortured Poets on the same day."
"No," Sara shakes her head, "Espresso should come first. The Tortured Poets Department is a work of fucking art, I'll give my song a couple days to shine and only then can it go to you."
"...I love you."
"I love you more."
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@ saracharrier isn't that sweet? @ calebmoon: cutee ( liked by creator! ) @ userone: SHES SO😍😍 @ dylanw736: i guess so ( liked by creator! ) @ usertwo: wait wtf does the caption mean am i stupid @ delululoulou: i can't relate @ cammcake: cause i'm a singer? @ taylorswift13: ur cute 🫶🫶 ( liked by creator! )
