Boo looks at her, smiling. Fleabag turns to the camera. But this time, her expression is not witty or conspiratorial. Her face is empty. Broken. The camera holds on her as a single tear rolls down her cheek.
Boo looks at her, smiling. Fleabag turns to the camera. But this time, her expression is not witty or conspiratorial. Her face is empty. Broken. The camera holds on her as a single tear rolls down her cheek.