Richard Ayoade's Disenchantmentplace

Chapter 41

Bean awoke slowly, her eyes fluttering open as she looked at Mora lying next to her in their strange surroundings.

Bean: (with a hint of disbelief) I still can't believe you're for real, Mora. Are you really here with me? I've had so many dreams, delusions, and weird drug trips lately...

Mora: (casually) Cool.

Bean: (seeking reassurance) And those ayaysdcusa retreats. You're not just another hallucination, right?

Mora: (playfully) Aw, look at your toad curl. I wish I had toes.

Bean: (feeling an unusual comfort) Right now, I feel better than I've felt in, well, forever. I don't want to go back home, ever. This damp cave is surprisingly cozy.

Mora: (encouraging) Then don't go back home.

Bean proceeded to put on her clothes, her mind still filled with uncertainty.

Bean: (puzzled) Hey, where's my other boot?

Mora: (serious) Bean, I'm telling you, you're free. The world above thinks you're dead. No one's going to come looking for you. Let's just get out of here.

Bean: (hesitating) I don't know.

Mora: (persuading) Babe, your mom practically pushed you off a cliff.

Bean: (correcting) Balcony.

Mora: (emphasizing) Way worse. So, come on, let's go.

Bean: (torn) I want to, I really do, but my friends are up there, and I'm their queen.

Mora: (encouragingly) Come on, Queen Bean, think of this as a loophole around fate. This might be our only chance.

Mora and Bean lay down beside each other.

Mora: (dreamily) I know of this rickety little beach shack where we could live happily ever after. Sweetie, every day could be just like today.

Mora and Bean leaned in, sharing another tender kiss.

Y/n found himself in a peculiar situation, sleeping next to Bean and Mora, both of whom seemed very real despite his own doubts. He slowly opened his eyes.

Bean: (blurting out) You know, Mora, I think I'm in love with Y/n, and we're planning on getting married!

Mora: (confused) Wait, what? Bean, what are you talking about?

Y/n: (waking up) What's going on here?

Bean: (excitedly) Y/n, my love! I just told Mora that we're getting married! Isn't that great?

Mora: (upset) Married? But... I thought we had something special here.

Y/n: (awkwardly) Uh, Bean, we need to talk about this.

Bean: (ignoring the tension) Oh, Y/n, you're so wonderful. I can't believe I found you.

Mora: (frustrated) Bean, this is a bit sudden, don't you think?

Y/n: (trying to defuse the situation) Look, Bean, I care about you, but we need to figure this out.

Bean: (ignoring the situation) And you know what, Y/n? My sister Lissa betrayed me. She left me for dead!

Mora: (exasperated) Seriously, Bean?

Y/n: (sighs) This is just like a scene from a weird dream or a drug trip.

Bean: (ignoring the chaos) But it doesn't matter, Y/n, because we're in love!

Mora: (defeated) Fine, whatever. Let's just go live in that rickety beach shack, and I'll pretend none of this ever happened.