As if...

As soon as Film entered the building, a cup of coffee appeared in his hands. Pausing for a moment, he blinked in bewilderment, still not fully awake from his slumber. Then, he shifted his gaze to Jam, who was calmly looking at him.

"What's this?" he asked, hearing his own heartbeat in his ears. Thump. Thump. With each passing second, it grew louder. Faster.

"Your coffee. You love this café, don't you?" Jam explained nonchalantly, taking a sip from his own cup. He then turned abruptly, heading down the corridor towards the filming set. It was only at that moment that Film realized he had been standing there the whole time, afraid to even take a breath.

As if...

As if he was afraid that all of this was a dream.