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The convenience store at the gas station is, like most of its kind, slightly fancier than your average mini-mart, yet smaller. The shelves are crammed but they are few, and although the customers are scarce and the cashier is glued to his cellphone there doesn’t seem to be many safe looting spots away from the eyes and cameras.
▲ Camila: (W-what the hell are we even DOING?! Let’s go back!)
▲ Marcela: (You ARE scared! Emma Two is right!)
▲ Camila: (Let’s go outside and I’ll show you how scared I am, you vapid doll!)
▲ Marcela: (Oh yeah?! Well I don’t even need to leave to show you!)
▲ Camila: (Dammit come on!)
Yet the one dealing with a swirling typhoon of mixed emotions is none other than Emma herself, as she studies the shelves carefully. Any wrong move could be deadly, and everything around her seems so big, so imposing… Naturally, someone who lives inside her head would have a hard time playing outside. The cashier looks her way, then looks away, the man behind her turns around to open the fridge, Marcela just walks between her and the camera: so many missed opportunities! And, whenever the perfect time comes, Emma understands that seizing the moment is harder than jumping into a pool filled with piranhas- which in reality are scared pretty easily, now that she thinks about it.
