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Not going to lie, I'm trying to figure it out myself. 3am me is something else. Either way, he lost a very good friend.

Literally woke up in the dead of night to write this. I'm going back to sleep.

EXT. MAKESHIFT SHELTER - CLOUDY DAY MAN sits across from COCONUT. He is malnourished and thirsty. MAN cannot keep eye contact with COCONUT. He does not know what to say to COCONUT, failing to start sentences. His stomach growls and MAN lets out a sigh as he gazes sorrowfully at COCONUT. MAN...