KIM (whispering)217Please respect copyright.PENANAg3s3uuNrYq
Please. Just stay quiet. Don’t move.
ZAIN’s wide eyes shift from KIM to the street as the three men approach, scanning the area. One of them pauses at the alley entrance. KIM holds his breath, his hand instinctively tightening around ZAIN’s wrist. ZAIN notices but says nothing.
MAN #1217Please respect copyright.PENANApMXbZ3MTUD
He came this way.
MAN #2217Please respect copyright.PENANA2DBkMwIyAX
Nah, he wouldn’t risk running into someone.
After a tense moment, the men move on, their footsteps fading. KIM slowly releases his grip on ZAIN, exhaling deeply.
KIM217Please respect copyright.PENANA27dGpuJ1lv
Thank you. I… I didn’t mean to drag you into this.
ZAIN217Please respect copyright.PENANA9AkbVCmgPf
What the hell did you do? Rob someone?
KIM217Please respect copyright.PENANAcOAmyVvkvt
I wish it was that simple.
They exchange glances. KIM’s eyes betray the weight of his circumstances. ZAIN hesitates but eventually sighs, brushing rain from his jacket.
ZAIN217Please respect copyright.PENANAE0VQsvl6rX
Look, I don’t know what you’re into, but you can’t keep running like this.
KIM217Please respect copyright.PENANA14WHvjYPgv
I don’t have a choice.
ZAIN217Please respect copyright.PENANAMRbp0mSklj
Maybe you do now.
ZAIN glances back at the street, making sure the coast is clear before pulling his hood over his head.
ZAIN217Please respect copyright.PENANAWdue2uKNjG
Come on. Let’s get out of here.
KIM follows him, their footsteps blending into the city hum. Somewhere in the distance, the faint echoes of danger still linger.
INT. ZAIN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
The door creaks open as ZAIN flicks on the light, revealing a modest but tidy space. KIM steps inside hesitantly, dripping water onto the floor.
ZAIN217Please respect copyright.PENANAkhN2TWJc0L
You can crash here. The couch is all yours.
KIM217Please respect copyright.PENANAqHYdQpMNxV
I appreciate it. Just for tonight.
ZAIN217Please respect copyright.PENANAe6URqdV6vN
Sure. (pauses) I’ll grab you a towel.
KIM wanders to the window, peeking through the blinds. His shoulders remain tense.
KIM217Please respect copyright.PENANAekcb5kmhuT
You don’t even know me. Why are you helping?
ZAIN returns, tossing a towel onto the couch.
ZAIN217Please respect copyright.PENANAe3WIuJJd6J
Honestly? I have no idea. Maybe I’m bored. You look like you need someone too.
KIM catches ZAIN’s gaze, a flicker of unspoken gratitude passing between them.
ZAIN217Please respect copyright.PENANA0E5tVbucIG
Get some rest. We’ll figure things out in the morning.
KIM nods, sinking onto the couch as ZAIN retreats to his room. The city lights outside the window pulse gently, like a heartbeat against the dark.
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