You’re a safe breaker, code breaker. That Inside Man movie was about you even though you’re female.
You get out of bed when you’re ill and your maid brings you blueberries.
You’re impartial to Taylor Swift songs, films she’s on the soundtrack of. She’s your Halloween go to fancy dress outfit. Or it’s Gaga.
You’re too young to remember Dawson’s Creek in any sort of complexity and Boy Meets World, Blossom, Fresh Prince were shows your sister saw, but not you.
In your dreams, you figure out who A is, you’re the elusive third The Civil Wars member.
You’re watching as the famous people die.