Ronan P. Betzler
Celebration - Yay?
Ext. Alleyway - Night
CLEM walks down the street, stumbling in her heels. She takes one last gulp of the hard seltzer she is drinking and tosses the can over her shoulder.
She is wearing a mesh dress covered in silver stars. She has a plastic container in her hands. Her bag is massive and filled with various party items.
(Singing to herself to the tune of Carmen Sandiago)
Why. Did. I. Wear. These, glit-ter-rey
Clem shakes her head, she laughs.
Because. Because! Because…
I’m a rocketman…
Clem turns the corner and plops down on a bus bench. We hear a gurgle noise. She grabs her stomach.
...burning out his fuse up here alone…
She looks down at her stomach.
Clem opens the plastic container. Various delights lay inside. She picks up a pastry and takes a bite.
Clem eats the whole thing. She takes out her phone and watches a youtube video called, ‘Creatures of Middle Earth Explained’.
Clem sneezes. Then she sneezes again. Than a third time.
Her nose becomes blocked, she grasps at her throat and then for her bag. She plunges her perfectly manicured hand in, clearly looking for something.
Clem starts pulling things out of her bag, she wheezes and then coughs. Gasping for breathe.
Clem dumps the contents of her bag onto the ground and gets on her hands and knees. She frantically sifts through things before grabbing an epipen and pushing the tip into her thigh.
Clem takes a deep breath in and slumps against the side of the bus bench.
She grabs a party flag that fell out of her giant bag of goodies, it reads: ‘Happy Birthday Clem. Here’s to another year!’
Clem waves it around slowly, she is visibly fatigued.