Footage (Victor): 3-7

Footage (Victor) Stage: 3-7 (Story)

Script

Dialogue

The banquet was over. It was late at night. I changed my clothes and waited for a taxi on the roadside in my high heels.

But I can't seem to flag one down.

I walked alongside the road slowly, very tired.

At this moment, some headlights illuminate the road. A car slowly pulled up next to me.

Victor: Get in.

I looked at the empty road. There was no sign of any taxis.

I hesitated for a few seconds, but I finally got in.

I told the driver my home address and then sat still next to Victor in the backseat. A feeling of awkwardness filled the cab of the car.

I looked out of the window. The streaming progression of buildings with their neon lights made a colorful picture.

Maybe I'd had too much to drink, or maybe I was just plain exhausted, but I soon fell asleep.

The car stopped suddenly, and my head wich was leaning against the window swung around to lean on Victor's shoulder.

Victor: Hey, hey...

He propped my head up, but it fell on his shoulder again.

Victor sighed resignedly and let me be.

I would be amused to see his helpless face if I was awake.

MC: (Sleep talking) Victor...

Victor: Yes?

MC: (Sleep talking) I will! I will impress you...

Victor: ...Idiot.

With permission from Moonchild