Chapter 3 (A New Feeling)

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   (As the sun sets, darkness slowly comes, the city of new York is illuminated with bright artificial lights, activities are carried on)

   (Timon stops in front of a shop and knocks on the door... no response, he sighs and opens the door then walks into the shop full of goods on sale...)

Timon: uncle coco!! (calls out)

   (Timon walks close to a cart of magazines with pictures of girls in their underwear, he stares)

Timon: seems he made an upgrade (says to himself)

     (A black man with a mustache, little muscular. walks slowly behind him, timon unaware. he picks up a magazine)

Uncle coco: Boo!

Timon: ah!! (Screams and drops the magazine in fear)

Uncle coco: hey, boy! (crosses his arm round he's shoulders, he takes him along as he walks)

Timon: Uncle coco

       (Uncle coco takes his arm off)

Timon: you really scared me

Uncle coco: yeah... I know (laughs) how are you boy?

Voice of protagonist: Uncle coco, not much to know about him, in he's 30's, single, no kids. and it's strange, he never calls me by my name, just boy.

Timon: am good, you good?

      (Uncle coco heads for the counter, he walks behind the counter and stays, looks at timon, startled)

Uncle coco: wait, things are going great for you?

Timon: ... no, not really, things are horrible. at school... everywhere, I just need...

Uncle coco: love

Timon: (startled at his theory, but comes to agree with it) yes, exactly, valentine is coming, and I feel really lost, like I always do, like you. you know, me and you, were the same.

Uncle coco: uh, na. your really worst than me boy

Timon: yeah?

Uncle coco: yeah, I mean when I get a little bit lonely and cold, I do it, and I get really worm (nods with a smile)

Timon: I don't get it, do what?

    (Uncle coco chuckles and rubs his palms maniacly)

Timon: (gets a sense of what he means) oh no, am not...am not doing that

Uncle coco: what? everyone wants to do it

Timon: am not really...

Uncle coco: even you wanna do it. don't you?

Timon: ... well yes, but that's not what am talking about

Uncle coco: ok, ok... but my life is gonna get really better soon (smiles)

Timon: and, how's that gonna happen?

Uncle coco: come on, let me tell you a little something

     (Timon leans in on the counter, uncle coco puts his right arm round he's shoulders and pulls him very close)

Uncle coco: I got rid of Tonia (whispers)

Timon: why are you whispering?

Uncle coco: shhhh (signs quiet)

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