Au.iphone. ✦

Sometimes, the best stories aren't the ones we invent in alternate universes—they’re the ones we live in this one.

Suddenly, her real Messages app pinged. It was a notification from a number she didn’t recognize. au.iphone.

Chloe froze. She looked down at the empty space beside her. Her physical notebook—the one where she scribbled the plot twists her iPhone couldn't capture—was gone. Sometimes, the best stories aren't the ones we

"I think you left your notebook on the seat. Again." he glanced at her phone screen

They met at the carriage doors. As he handed back the notebook, he glanced at her phone screen, still open to the fake chat interface."Wait," he said, his eyes widening. "Are you the one writing the 'Midnight in Melbourne' AU? I recognize those character names."