Ploy went to see beam in her room- With the sound of a soft melody playing through the radio. her parents were watching television, praw was reading, and she was trying hard to be quiet so that they wouldn't realize she was watching beam. she knew that they thought beam was in bed already.
Beam woke up to see ploy's silhouette contemplating its life choices. while sitting on the left side of the bed sitting with the window view and the moon scenery. she looked as if in deep contemplation over the life decisions she made but then, she saw her eyes flicker towards him and her curiosity got the best of him.
"What are you doing here? Why are you here?"
ploy replied in beams head.
"I'm contemplating."
Beam replied in curiosity.
"Your what?"
ploy replied again.
"Just kidding I don't have a coffin after I die so I don't know how to sleep in a cemetery." Beam gently laid the mourn beside her bed as she closed her eyes for what she felt like an eternity to just be lying in silence with the room being quiet and dark except for the moonlight shining through the window.
Ploy asked "What the heck are you doing?"
Beam replied. "Laying these in the bed so you could sleep?"
Ploy replied.
"You're an idiot! I don't know why you became my cousin; get out of my sight before I lose my temper!" beam rolled her eyes and decided to put it back and ignore ploy and sleep.
She woke up to see ploy sitting in the same position as how she saw her last night and still enjoying the view of surmise.
"Praw was suddenly sent to the mental hospital by neighbors last night I wonder who did that to him." Ploy replied.
"I did,"
Beam exclaimed, "But why?"
Ploy replied. "He sexualized me in the church with his church mates. I did not know dying would give me so many colors!"
Beam replied.
"Colors? Are you kidding me? It's very dark and the rainbow is not even included! I'm sorry you have to go thru this… I'm just right here to listen, I can't comfort you because I'm not in your shoes" and I haven't experienced it."
Beam asked.
"So what's the next plan? We're not done yet, I can see people talking back behind you these following days and it's getting worse."
Ploy replied.
"I'm not taking it as the worst moment of me as a ghost, I'm taking it as my privilege. Planning is a commitment and it must continue till the end. "Beam's mom came to her room to check up on her because she was talking alone.
Suda asked.
"Who are you talking to?"
Beam replied. "No one, I just woke up from a sleep talk I guess." Suda puts beam's ironed school uniform on her bed.
Beam immediately grabs it and enters the bathroom and enters the bathroom, quickly stripping herself of her clothes. she steps under the shower head as it starts to spray a stream of water on her skin and begins running her hands through his wet hair. After a few minutes of this, she turns off the water and gets out.
She saw ploy wasn't there anymore, she even looked down the window just to look for her.
In the busy street of Thailand Beam enters the school and in the middle of her walking thru the hallway she was chased by students with brooms, sticks, and dustpans and we're yelling.
Beam looks around for a moment to see if she can find a teacher and when she doesn't see one she takes off running.