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  • Conversations #2

    [SHAO YUN is outside the 3DIV auditorium with his mom after a parent engagement regarding EX CLAYMORE.]

    INT. 3DIV AUDITORIUM – EVENING

    FADE IN:

    Shao enters the frame, holding his mother by the hand. He notices HIM ushering people about, hesitates, and approaches HIM to give HIM a poke on the stomach.

    SHAO

    Hello!

    HIM

    Hey! Not having any refreshments?

    SHAO performs an amazing internal struggle at the sheer excitement of being replied to.

    SHAO (yelling softly)

    THIS IS MY MUM BUT SHE KEEPS CALLING HERSELF MY SISTER

    SHAO breaks into a hurried trot as he drags his mother off-screen. A distant audience laughs at his antics.

    QUICK-CUT:

    INT. BUS – EVENING

    SHAO is sitting next to his mother, and slaps his face after a pause. The exact same audience laughs and applauds his foolishness as the scene fades out.

    FADE OUT.

  • Conversations #1

    “You smell like my ex.”

    “Wait, you have an ex?”

    The 12 fans we had in the bunk did not stop the air from being heavy and warm.

    I lounged next to Jonathan, eyes drifting about in boredom. I’d known Jon since the Field Camp during the BMT phase; I fell out during the second day of my company’s Field Camp and ended up joining Cougar in theirs, where I met him.

    “Yeah, I do.”

    His boyish face made me doubt the existence of his current girlfriend in the first place. The fans hummed, people turned in their beds and the heat still hung about. The washing machine beeped, signifying the end of another cycle.

    A little conversation was made about that ex of his before I raised my phone up to check on my Clash of Clans.

    “Well,” I changed the subject, “Maybe it was the soap I used. And I just remembered,” (I had asked him this several times before) “You thought I was gay the first time you saw me?”

    “Um, yeah.” He made it sound like the most obvious thing in the world.

    Attempting to conceal all concern from my voice, I mumbled, “Why the hell?”

    “Probably the aura you gave, I suppose.”

    “Ha! Heh.”

    Oh, the heavy air, the damned heavy air.