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Outside, Camila is struggling to reach Angel because she also has to push Marcela into a date with Pedro, away from the arcade machine. She’s still cursing when Karuna passes her by, who still can’t keep up with the twins.
▲ Emma: I-I’m getting dizzy.
And it’s true.
Angel: Just twenty blocks more.
▲ Emma: W-what?!
Emma looks ahead but doesn’t even get to scream as Angel leaps over the big puddle of water that stood between them and the sidewalk on the other side of the street. Angel lands and instantly keeps on running. Everything shakes.
▲ Emma: S-stop…! Angel! STOP!
And she does. Emma is, now, as dizzy as she pretended to be, still resting in Angel’s arms. Who is just staring at her, not knowing what to do or say.
▲ Emma: I’m alright now, Angel. Look.
From that position, Emma gently backflips away in a solid circle. When Emma strikes a pose, Angel’s cigarette falls from her mouth.
Angel: How the fuck did you do that? That was cool.
▲ Emma: Oh- was it?
Angel: Yeah. Wait, how are you feeling?
Emma is smiling, still dizzy though.
▲ Emma: I think I’m feeling okay now.
Angel: Let’s hit the hospital anyway. It could be cancer.
Emma blinks.
▲ Emma: Cancer?
Angel: Yeah, cancer. It’s serious shit.
▲ Camila: Thats-not-how it works-you-fucking-dumbass.
Angel and Emma look as Camila catches her breath. Marcela is still staring toward the arcade.
▲ Camila: And that… coming from… Chimney McAngel, godIhateyouall.
▲ Karuna: I think Emma just got dizzy because she had way too many cookies back home. We had a burger each after that, remember? And she never has dinner.
Angel nods.
Angel: I was right, then.
▲ Karuna: Yeah, I don’t think it’s cancer.
▲ Marcela: It’s canceled, then! Nobody wins! It’s as if it never happened!
…Angel grins a bit too softly.
Angel: Is it my fault that you couldn’t finish?
▲ Marcela: ASSHOLE! Come on!
Angel: I’m being perfectly fair. I’m sticking by the rules we agreed on.
▲ Marcela: Camila! How could you do this to dear old me?!
Camila simply hugs Marcela, who blinks frantically.
▲ Marcela: What?
▲ Camila: I wish I was as dense as you. It would all be so, so easy.
Marcela simply bites her neck. Angel, Emma, and Karuna simply ignore what ensues.
Angel: You alright, then?
Emma nods gracefully- then rolls her eyes.
▲ Emma: Well, I may need to ‘hit’ the ladies room after all.
Ha! Now this is different. Something, whatever that is, is peeking from Emma- and you wonder what that is. You magically spawn a popcorn box that could contain as many suns as grains of sand are on every timeline of this planet combined, and scoop a handful.
Angel looks away.
Angel: Let’s kill two birds with one stone, then.
▲ Karuna: Two?
Angel: I have an idea.
