OK, so I'm having a conversation with someone in my head . . .
. . . . at NO point do I decide to pick up the phone and call the person just on the outside chance that I might possibly be cuckoo for cocoa puffs? I'm really going to have to verify that I'm talking to a real human being, get some sort of proof that I'm not making it all up before I commit a dozen felonies fleeing across the country/escape from the mental institution my husband put me in. I want to see your Facebook page, I want to call your job and ask to speak to you, I want to Facetime with you to know that I'm not chatting with a figment of my imagination. I get that they have this intense connection but they could have picked up the phone and talked rather use than their telekinetic powers. You've got unlimited talk and text. Don't be afraid to use it.
Also, it bugged me that they didn't just pretend they were talking on the phone (or actually talk on the phone) to avoid the accusations of being crazy. I guess they needed something to move the plot along. If they were both talking on the phone, he wouldn't have gotten fired, she wouldn't have been institutionalized, and there is no tension/angst. I thought that part was lazy writing.
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