[After rehearsal]

[leeadama]

Lee wonders how they read through a three-hour, five act Shakespearian play in three hours... but one does not question the mysteries of the theatre.

One does question the mysteries of women, however. Three in particular. Lee is so utterly and completely frakked.

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[pyramid_is_life]

Kara walks up to Lee's door and knocks, slouching against the jam.

[leeadama]

"It's open!" he says, distracted.

[pyramid_is_life]

She pushes off the doorway and grasps the doorknob, turning it and walking into the room. "Hey," she says, shoving her hands in her pockets.

[leeadama]

He smiles with false confidence. "Kara Thrace, just the woman I wanted to see," he says, pulling her closer to him and mock-dramatically nuzzling her neck while feeling like quite the secret bastard of doom and despair.