I read a number of characters, and the one that I recall the most… I don’t actually remember her name.
This character, my character, was visiting her husband in jail. My fellow actor and I had to speak to each other under our breath… create the sounds of muffled voices, but not actually distract from the primary action of the scene. We spoke to each other, in character, inventing the lines that a husband and wife might speak to each other.
We were background characters, background noise.
I was pulled away from my husband by the prison guard at the end of this imagined conversation and I told him I loved him. And he said it back. It was all in the reality of the scene. I truly don’t remember my fellow actor’s name, what I do remember is looking a stranger in the eyes and telling him that I loved him. It was earnest, and it was quiet and it was just for our characters. Or maybe it was for us?
That’s all I have for now. A lovely little something.