INT. DEPARTMENT STORE - DAY
Zayn, an autistic young man in his early 20s with curly hair (This time period might be mixed up, I don't know, and I have no idea why I thought of his curly hairstyle, lol.) , is browsing through the aisles of a department store. He is wearing light grey sweatpants, his favorite comfortable attire. As he explores the store, he suddenly realizes that his bladder is uncomfortably full. Panic sets in, and he starts looking around for help.
ZAYN
(awkwardly approaching a group of employees)
Excuse me, um, sorry to bother you, but could you tell me where the bathroom is?
The group of employees consists of Niall, Harry, Louis, and Liam, all in their mid-20s. They work at the shop and are engaged in a friendly conversation.
NIALL
(smiling warmly)
Sure thing, mate! It's just around the corner, next to the escalators. Can't miss it.
Zayn offers a grateful smile and starts to make his way toward the bathroom, but his urgency gets the better of him. He stops mid-step, his face contorting with distress as he realizes he's had an accident.
ZAYN
(teary-eyed, voice trembling)
Oh no... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to... I-I have autism and sometimes it's hard for me t-to know when I -when I have to-to go... I'm sorry.
HARRY
(kindly)
Hey, hey, hey, don't worry about it, mate. Accidents happen to everyone. We understand.
LOUIS
(nods in agreement)
Absolutely! We've all been there at some point. No need to be embarrassed.
Liam quickly rushes to get a mop while Niall disappears into the back of the store, returning moments later with a fresh pair of light grey sweatpants, identical to the ones Zayn was wearing.
NIALL
(offers the sweatpants)
Here you go, mate. These should do the trick. No worries about payment, alright?
Zayn's eyes widen in surprise and gratitude, his voice choked with emotion.
ZAYN
(thankful)
Th-thank you so much. You're real nice.
Zayn takes the new pair of sweatpants and heads to the bathroom to clean up. When he returns, the guys are waiting for him, their expressions filled with compassion.
HARRY
(gently)
Do you need a hug, Zayn? We're here for you.
ZAYN
(apologetically)
I- uh... appreciate the offer... but I'm not comfortable with hugs. I have some sensory issues and... I don't like being touched.
LIAM
(supportive)
No worries, mate. We totally understand. How about a fist bump or a high five instead?
Zayn's face brightens, and he raises his hand, exchanging fist bumps and high fives with the guys. The simple act of connection brings a sense of camaraderie and understanding to the moment.
As Zayn walks away, a newfound sense of acceptance and belonging fills his heart, knowing he has found friends who understand and support him.
FADE OUT.
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