(Scene opens inside the car. The day has finally ended. Ella looks completely drained, struggling to keep her eyes open. Damian, still a bit fresh after his earlier power nap, scrolls through his tablet, checking photos from the shoot.)
Damian:
Ahh… that foundation under my eyes looks uneven.
(He zooms in on one of his pictures, frowning slightly.)
(Suddenly, Ella's head drops gently onto his shoulder. Damian stiffens in surprise, freezes for a second, then glances at her. She's sound asleep. Mr. Mah looks back from the driver's seat.)
Damian (whispering, signaling Mr. Mah to stay quiet):
Shhh…
(He lets her head rest on his shoulder with a small, soft smile, returning to his tablet quietly.)
Mr. Mah (in mind):
This girl really has brought a change in Damian's personality.
(A few minutes later, Ella's apartment complex appears in sight. Damian looks at her, unsure how to wake her.)
Damian (thinking):
Should I move my shoulder? No, that's too rude.
Maybe pat her? No, that'll look weird.
Then what do I do…?
(He hesitates, staring awkwardly as she sleeps peacefully. Suddenly, Ella opens her eyes, startling him. He jerks back by pushing her by her head in panic—and her hair gets caught in his watch.)
Ella:
Ahh! My hair!
Damian:
Wait—sorry! I didn't mean to—
Ella:
I know! But stop moving, you're making it worse!
Please stop pulling!
Mr. Mah:
What happened now?
Ella:
My hair's stuck in his watch!
Damian:
Should I just pull it out?
Ella:
Are you insane?! These are precious!
Damian:
Then what am I supposed to do?! I can't untangle them—
(fumbling helplessly)
Mr. Mah:
Hey Damian, stop moving it like that—do this—
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(Cut to: Ella's apartment. She knocks on the door, frustrated. Her roommate, Rey, opens it. The moment Rey sees a wristwatch tangled in Ella's hair, she bursts out laughing.)
Rey (laughing hard):
Oh my god—what is that? A gift?
Who gave it to you? A secret admirer with bad taste?
Ella:
Shut up, Rey! It's not funny!
Rey (teasing):
You're right—it's hilarious!
(Ella storms past her while still trying to remove the watch from her hair. Rey follows, still laughing.)
(Ella moves in front of the mirror, trying to untangle the watch stuck in her hair. Rey leans against the wall, arms crossed, amused.)
Ella: How did it get stuck so badly?
Rey: Yeah, how did it even get tangled in your hair?
Ella: Well, it's... (the scene flashes in her mind — the moment she opened her eyes and saw Damian) ...my fault too.
Rey: Ohhh, so who's the other half of this little disaster?
Ella: Who else… Damian. (tries harder to remove the watch)
Rey: Damian?! Girl, you've got guts. You know how toxic his fans can be.
Ella: It's not like that. We're just friends! And you're also his fan — you're not toxic.
Rey: True, but his fandom is. And "friends," huh? From co-workers to acquaintances to friends — nice progress! Next step, husband! (teasingly)
Ella: Stop wobbling shit!
Rey: Okay fine, fine! But seriously, what actually happened?
Ella: I… accidentally fell asleep on his shoulder. (hesitating)
Rey: Oh come on, really?! Didn't even wait for marriage! (excited laugh)
Ella: Watch your mouth!