Taylor, strumming her guitar at 2am: AND I MISS SCREAMING AND FIGHTING AND KISSING IN THE RAIN—
Karlie, turning on the lights tiredly: Babe, you know not all your problems can be solved by writing songs?
Taylor, excitedly: Yep! That's why I write albums! 😊
Karlie: That's not the point, princess. Can you come back to bed now? I'm cold without you.
Taylor: OH MY GOD! THAT'S PERFECT! *strumming her guitar* And you reach out across the sheets for a girl who isn't there...