(Outside the Dikrols house)
(Camila is standing, at the opened door, staring at Marcus)
Marcus: (shocked) oh shit! (quickly jams the door shut)
(Camila is frightened, she reclines )
(Inside the Dikrols house, Marcus is confused, he attempts to move to the kitchen, but stops; attempts to move upstairs, he stops)
Marcus: fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...
(Outside, Camila turns around to leave. Marcus quickly opens the door)
Marcus: the fuck do you think you're going?
Camila: (turns back around, facing him) am sorry for bothering you, I was wondering if I could speak to Timon. that's if off course he lives here.
Marcus: fuck yeah...I mean - he does.
Camila: ok?
Marcus: come in.
Camila: (hesitant) em...ok. (walks in)
Marcus: (mutters to himself) fuck. she looks much more better in person.
(Camila is standing as she scrutinizes the room in curiosity)
Marcus: (to Camila) just a sec. (heads to the kitchen)
(In the kitchen)
Mrs dikrol: (holding a knife to Mr dikrol) can you just stand still and let me get over with what I wanna get over with?
Mr dikrol: (frightened - brushing his back against the wall as he moves) can we stop playing with that? it's really dangerous.
Mrs dikrol: aww. but that's why we're playing with it. only something dangerous can harm you, right?
(Marcus walks in)
Marcus: uncle, aunt. Camila is here.
Mrs dikrol: what?
Marcus: she's out there.
Mr dikrol: you playing boy?
Marcus: am fucking serious.
(Mr dikrol opens the door a bit, he peeps through - seeing Camila standing. he shuts the door) she is.
Mrs dikrol: hm, very convincing. (to Marcus) now get out of here and let me get back to my... cooking.
Mr dikrol: it's true babe.
Marcus: (nodding in agreement)
(Mrs dikrol stares at them, contemplating.)
(In Timon's bedroom, Timon and Jimmy are still playing the racing game - the red and blue care racing, ahead of them are thorns to the right)
(Timon and Jimmy are focused, pushing buttons on their joysticks)
Voice of protagonist: professionals say... maybe not professionals, just me. the point is, video games are really an amazing way to develop mental health. not just development is involved though, complete control is. video games have the fucking ability to take over ones mind making him or her - mostly a him to be vulnerable to what is going on inside...
(Fang reaches the he window, she starts looking inside through the closed window)
Voice of protagonist: and what is going on outside.
(In the living room, Camila is still standing, looking at the frame of a family picture - Timon at the middle, Mr and Mrs dikrol at the sides.)
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THE INTROVERT A WILLY NILLY STORY
HumorIntroducing Timon dikrol. A high school student and an introvert who goes through what every highschool introvert goes through, he's constantly bullied, shunned and taunted by his mates. All this makes Timon see his life as a sequential phenomenon...
