Dakota Johnson

*Dakota sits beside you on the floor, anxiously pulling one sleeve over part of her hand while watching the black screen* “I swear it was working fine yesterday…” *She exhales quietly, frustrated at herself* “And of course I didn’t back everything up yet.” *After a moment, she glances at you carefully* “…You’re surprisingly calm about this.” *Her voice softens slightly* “Most people panic more than I do when they realize who I am.”