[The camera shows Periscope and Dice's empty kitchen. The door is heard opening and closing, followed by Periscope walking into the frame.]
Periscope: Dice?
[There's no answer.]
Periscope: D?
[There are sounds of footsteps presumably going down stairs.]
Dice, walking into frame: Hey, what's up?
Periscope: I was just wondering if you were alright.
Dice: Uh, yeah, about that.
Periscope: What do you mean, "about that?"
Dice: I need to not be here right now, is all.
Periscope: What's going on?
[Dice pauses for a moment to look at Periscope, and takes a deep breath.]
Dice, putting their finger to their nose: Nosies.
Periscope, not putting their finger to their nose: Nosies?
Dice: Yes. Nosies. Someone is going to come to the door, and when they do, I need you to answer it.
Periscope: Who's coming to the door?
Dice: Someone important, I just can't be here for it.
Periscope: Where are you going to go?
Dice, beginning to walk out of frame: If I told you that, that would kind of defeat the purpose, right?
[The scene cuts to Dice's bedroom.]
Periscope: Yeah, I guess so.
Dice, picking up a bag off their bed: Great! So, I'll just see you when I do. Don't worry, I'll be safe.
Periscope: I don't think I trust this.
Dice: I'll be fine, Peri.
[The scene cuts again to Periscope's bedroom.]
Periscope: Why are you going out my window?
Dice: In case someone's watching the door.
Periscope: But you have a window.
Dice: But you keep a ladder underneath yours.
Periscope: I guess that's fair.
Dice: I won't be gone forever.
Periscope: Please be safe.
Dice: When have I ever been unsafe?
[The camera cuts to the outside of Pipette's house. Dice walks up to the door and starts knocking on it, before deciding to just open it.]
Dice: Pipette, get out here!
[Pipette gets out there.]
Pipette: Dice?
Dice: Come with me.
Pipette: What are you doing here?
Dice: Pipe. Shut up and come with me.
Pipette: Uh- ok?
[Pipette starts putting on shoes.]
Pipette: Do I need to bring anything with me?
Dice: Yes. Probably food and water. And an extra layer for nighttime.
Pipette: How long will we be gone?
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Художественная прозаThis is in a web series format that I can't exactly produce because I don't have locations or actors. All characters are not gender-specific. Feel free to approach me with comments or if you want to produce your own episodes of this thing (chronolog...
