PAGE SEVEN
CAPTION: 2020
Mae and Sid talk in the bath. Sid looks remorseful. His “gimme a fix” scars are visible
MAE: I don’t think anyone has ever listened to me like you.
SID: Yeah. . . that’s really sad.
Sid crosses his arms.
SID: I felt the same way, all of my life.
Face to face, Mae listens to Sid intently.
SID: I don’t want you to go through it alone like I did.
Laying down, Sid kisses Mae. Mae is distantly sad.
SID: As long as we have eachother–
MAE: –we’ll never have to.
PAGE EIGHT
CAPTION: 2023
Mae sits alone on their bed, crossed-legged.
CAPTION: What are you going to do now that he’s finally left you alone?
Mae sits.
MAE: Um. . .I don’t know. Maybe I’ll just sit here a little while and catch my breath.
Over Mae’s shoulder, Sid’s skeleton is sprawled across their floor, reaching out to them. There are three swords punctured through his back.
CAPTION: I think that’s a really good idea.
