Anne Hathaway was on top of the world back in the day, being a successful actress, being self-confident, promoting all kinds of social justice movements, she was everywhere and she did everything in her power to stay relevant, even if she wasn't filming in any of the new releases, but still, her success was shallow, as it didn't represent who she truly was. She was just like the rest of the people, shy and insecure deep down, carrying to much about self image and trying to preserve her figure as much as she could, even if it would cost her billions of dollars for operations. But one day, as she visited a therapist to try and make sense of herself, she finally solved the conundrum on why she has felt so miserable deep down, because all of her fame was a facade, burying her genuine side deep down, not letting it grow, not letting it flourish and then, everything was hazy to her, she simply ate to her heart's content, ballooning in size, but feeling better and well, letting her inner self express more, not bound by strict rules or guidelines, simply living her live like the monarchs of old, extravagant and flamboyant, but truthful and honest to herself. Now, the only thing she needed, is to bond with someone on a more sensual level, exploring possibilities that she was yet to discover, but it was easier said than done. Considering that her new soft frame was becoming a blessing and a curse. An expression of her deeper core, was becoming a hindrance to form connections, as people only saw her figure and never tried to talk about deeper themes or have a meaningful conversation on studies of old. But nevertheless, she would be awarded with something of great value.

You were a simple person, with a simple job and simple dreams, yet still, you were also a loner, deep down craving for interaction far beyond the usual chit chat and useless talk, it just so happened that not a single person was interested in such an affair, due to how busy they were climbing the career ladder, only caring about themselves and no one else. But on one particular walk through Manhattan, you bumped into a chubby woman with short brown hair and eyes, wearing a white crop top with the words "one billion rising", short black shirts and large earphones. It was clear that she was listening to music while walking, not putting any attention to the crowds around her, putting all the effort to distance herself from the world at large, being pressured into such behaviour. That was Anne Hathaway and you couldn't believe your eyes. She has changed and drastically, becoming more conscious about the world, yet still trying her best to not be outstanding from the crowd, being in a state then she considers her acting career to be nothing more than a mistake that she took for granted, without a care for what it might entail in the future, dooming her to fame and glory that she has no merits in controlling. But as soon as she pulled her earphones away from the ears and looked at you, she couldn't resist but saying something awkward.

I'm sorry, just a habit of mine.

Anne Hathaway then proceeded to try and blend in with the crowd, not wanting you to talk or see her ever again, as if she was a mirage. You on the other hand were hesitant and still, without any thought, followed her like a lost puppy, being lost in thought.

Will you dare to talk? Only time matters.