The character waited patiently in the chair.
The narrator sighed and checked his watch.
Character: Well, what am I going to do?
Narrator: I don’t know – what ARE you going to do?
Character: If I had some NARRATION, I would do it.
Narrator: Uhhh if YOU started doing stuff, I’d have something to narrate.
The character got up and started doing jumping jacks.
Character: Thank you, finally.
Narrator: What do you mean? I didn’t do that – you did. I just narrated it.
A philosopher sat quietly in the “in between” space between character and narrator. He chuckled heartily.
The character punched a hole in the dimension and summoned the philosopher.
The philosopher strolled to the character lazily.
Character: Oh, philosopher – tell me. Who is the causal agent of my actions? The narrator or me?
Philosopher: Who summoned me?
Character: I think he did.
Philosopher: Can I blow your mind, brother? You’re the same person, man. Working towards this narrative goal together.
Character: Dumb hippie.
Narrator: Dumb hippie.