rewriter | w0 curfew: yuyu's last supper (meatball sundae)

w0 curfew: yuyu's last supper (meatball sundae)

[she's writing something on her phone, but looks over curiously when she notices him drawing.]

What are you working on?

[ uwah miss monika... he smiles a little. ]

Eh, just doodling. Topper's always a great subject.

[ smash cut to topper sprawled out on his back just vibing with a full tummy. it's stoat sneep time. ]

What about you?

[ arteests at work. ]

[HELP. He's a model.

She shoots a quick glance at sweet Topper, looking pretty amused.]

Ah... I'm trying to write a new poem. But, to be honest, I really haven't gotten anywhere because I keep backspacing the first line.

The creative life, it isn't easy... I feel that. It's hard when you keep erasing your starts.

[ he taps the tip of his pencil to his lip. ]

Did you have a subject you were thinking about?

Hmm... I guess I'm thinking about our time here. Now that I've gotten to know everyone a little better, my feelings have gotten even more complicated.