INT. Front Desk
Mia, Ryan and Aiden sit in a circle, terrified. In the middle of the circle are two giant cockroaches. One moves towards Ryan and he jumps up on the couch.
MIA: Don't break the circle!
RYAN: It was coming at me dude!
AIDEN: If you don't get back in the circle we could lose them. What's worse- two cockroaches or two cockroaches with unknown locations?
Ryan eases his way back into the circle.
MIA: This is ridiculous. Aiden you're on desk duty, you should have to deal with this.
AIDEN: Why me? Ryan's the one with experience here.
RYAN: An experience that continues to haunt my dreams.
Kylie enters.
KYLIE: That's a really intense game of duck duck goose.
AIDEN: There is not one, but two cockroaches.
KYLIE: So? Just kill them.
MIA: You cannot just kill a cockroach.
Aiden jumps up.
AIDEN: I am inciting our pact! You kill the cockroaches.
MIA: Aiden its getting out!
One scurries away towards the desk and disappears.
KYLIE: This is ridiculous.
She takes off her shoes and goes for the one cockroach left. Ryan and Mia jump back. Kylie swings and misses. It goes underneath a chair.
KYLIE: Huh. Out of sight out of mind, I guess.
RYAN: No, no no, you have to kill it and you have to kill it now.
KYLIE: Alright move the chair.
Ryan moves the chair and cringes.
KYLIE: There's nothing there. Aren't you a nursing major?
RYAN: Yea, so.
KYLIE: You realize one day you may have to take care of someone else's doo-doo?
RYAN: That's not a highlight of the job but yea.
KYLIE: Right now you're grossed out over a bug.
RYAN: You know what, poop doesn't move.
KYLIE: Well, you can breathe now. It's gone.
AIDEN: They don't like light anyway.
MIA: Really?
AIDEN: Cockroaches are nocturnal. They prefer the dark.
Mia takes a breath then walks back to the desk. There is a crunching noise. She cringes and lifts up her shoe.
MIA: Ew, ew, ew.
RYAN: I'm out.
AIDEN: See ya.
KYLIE: I've got class.
Mia goes to sit at the desk.
MIA: Ew. Ew. Ew...
The elevator door opens but Ryan runs back.
RYAN: Forgot my soda.
He goes back in the elevator, then nods towards Mia Gatsby style and takes a sip. The doors begin to close. He makes a face and spits out the soda. The elevator dings and we can hear Ryan behind its doors.
BINABASA MO ANG
Resident Assistant
General FictionThe Resident Assistants of the Brockstreet dorms have everything under control. Or so they would like it to seem.