INT. THE CUBE – EVENING
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The room is dimly lit now, orange light from the window fading into deeper blue as the sky darkens. The TV glows brightly in the corner, illuminating their faces with giant robot fights and dramatic soundtracks.
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ON SCREEN: “PACIFIC RIM”
Explosions. Jaegers. Kaiju. The world-ending chaos Jason loves.
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Jason’s sitting dead center on the couch, eyes wide, holding a bowl of oil-sprayed popcorn. A sits upright next to him, focused with textbook intensity. K is on the floor, back against the bed, arms folded, looking extremely unimpressed.
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JASON (grinning like a kid)
“This. This is cinema. Art. Poetry. Soul. Purpose.”
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K (dryly)
“This is… glorified metal-on-monster fanfiction.”
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Jason slowly turns his head toward K, narrow-eyed, as if betrayed.
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JASON
“Take. That. Back.”
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K (without flinching)
“It’s like if someone gave a ten-year-old unlimited CGI and a brain injury.”
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JASON
“You’re hurting me.”
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A glances over, noticing Jason’s horror and K’s pure neutrality. Then casually turns back to the screen.
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A (quietly)
“…The fight choreography is actually very clean. I like the camera angles. I wonder if the physics are real.”
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Jason beams.
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JASON
“See? Someone here has taste.”
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K
“Taste in giant metal soap operas.”
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Jason throws a popcorn kernel at him.
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K (without looking)
Missed.
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Meanwhile, K’s tail, that thin black cable ending in a bayonet-like blade, has been occasionally swaying. It’s currently flicking sharply—side to side—like a warning sign. Jason notices.
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JASON (mocking)
“Someone’s getting feisty. Tail says you’re annoyed.”
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K (calm)
“I’m always annoyed. But thanks for reading my mood like I’m a house pet.”
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JASON
“You are like a really edgy cat.”
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A (genuine curiosity)
“So… tails express emotions? That explains a lot. Sometimes K’s tail sways like a happy puppy.”
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K (suspiciously defensive)
“No it doesn’t.”
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JASON
“Dude. When you read horror novels, your tail curls like it’s hugging the book.”
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K
“Stop watching me when I’m vulnerable.”
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JASON (grinning)
“Too late. You're my favorite drama.”
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They all settle in again. On screen, a Jaeger punches a Kaiju in the face with a battleship.
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Jason cheers. A claps softly. K… blinks.
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Outside, the last light fades. Inside, three weirdos live their weird life.
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