Or rather, involving him. Had a couple nightmares last night, including one of him attacking me, and another where I was in the movie It Follows, which I haven’t seen and will not see because scary movies scare me. The thing is, I love him! He’s awesome and great and super cute and these nightmares weren’t very nice.
And then after I woke up, I decided it: I want to write a movie for Keir Gilchrist. Just ’cause. And of course I’ll have him play a gay character. Duh.