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Scene 1
(Adrian's office, evening. The office is sleek and modern, illuminated by warm lights that contrast the cold city skyline outside. Adrian stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring out at the bustling streets below. His reflection in the glass is pensive.)
Adrian (to himself, softly): What is it about you, Kai?
(He turns abruptly, walking toward his desk. The sound of his footsteps echoes in the quiet room. He picks up a pen, taps it on the desk, then throws it down in frustration. A photo frame catches his eye. It shows a younger Adrian with his late brother, both smiling brightly. Adrian picks up the frame, his expression softening into something more vulnerable.)
Adrian (murmurs): You always believed in second chances, didn't you?
(He sets the frame down, his jaw tightening as resolve flickers in his eyes.)
Adrian (to himself): Maybe… maybe this is mine.
(The camera lingers on him as he takes a deep breath and sits down, opening his laptop. A new email notification pops up—subject: Urgent Meeting on Charity Allocations. Adrian stares at it, conflicted.)
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Scene 2
(Back at Kai's workplace. The storage room is cramped and dimly lit, its shelves stacked with cleaning supplies and mismatched liquor bottles. Kai sits on a crate, counting a small stack of crumpled bills. His brow furrows in concentration, but his lips twist in frustration.)
Kai (muttering): This won't even cover the electric bill.
(He pockets the cash just as the door creaks open. Sophie enters, balancing a tray of empty glasses and peeking around the doorframe.)
Sophie (teasing): Counting your millions, Kai?
Kai (without looking up): More like pennies. What do you want?
Sophie: Someone's asking for you at the bar.
Kai (glancing at her warily): Who?
Sophie (shrugs): Don't know. Looks fancy. Suit, sharp jawline, broody eyes—you know the type.
(Kai's expression hardens, a mix of annoyance and unease.)
Kai (muttering): Great. Just what I needed.
(He stands, brushing past her.)
Sophie (calling after him, smirking): Don't scare him off, Romeo.
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Scene 3
(The bar is lively, filled with chatter and clinking glasses. The warm light contrasts with the tension simmering in the air. Kai steps into the room, his eyes scanning the crowd until they land on Adrian. Adrian sits at the bar, impeccably dressed, nursing a glass of whiskey. Their eyes meet, and Adrian smirks slightly.)
Kai (approaching, stiffly): What are you doing here?
Adrian (calmly, sipping his drink): Enjoying a whiskey. Isn't that what bars are for?
Kai (narrowing his eyes): You could've gone anywhere. Why here?
Adrian (shrugging): Maybe I was curious.
Kai (crossing his arms): Curious? About what?
Adrian (leaning forward slightly): You.
(The words hang in the air. Kai stiffens, clearly uncomfortable but refusing to look away.)
Kai (snapping): I don't have time for games.
Adrian (smiling faintly): Neither do I.
(They lock eyes, the tension between them thick and undeniable. Adrian's calm demeanor contrasts sharply with Kai's defensive posture.)
Kai (gritting his teeth): Whatever you think you're doing, stop.
Adrian (softly): I'm not doing anything. But if you ever need someone to talk to... I'll listen.
(Kai's jaw tightens. He turns sharply and walks away, disappearing into the back room. Adrian watches him leave, a flicker of something unreadable in his expression.)
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Scene 4
(Kai's apartment, late at night. The room is dimly lit, the air heavy with silence. Kai sits on the couch, his head in his hands. A stack of unpaid bills sits on the coffee table, glaring at him like an accusation. He picks up one of the envelopes, tears it open, and scans the contents. His expression darkens.)
Kai (muttering): Overdue. Of course.
(He tosses the bill onto the table and leans back, staring at the cracked ceiling. The weight of his struggles is evident in his weary posture. His phone buzzes on the armrest, pulling him out of his thoughts. He picks it up, frowning at the screen. It's a message from his landlord.)
Text Message (Landlord): Two days, Kai. No excuses.
(Kai exhales sharply, throwing the phone onto the couch beside him.)
Kai (murmuring to himself): Two days to pull off a miracle.
(He closes his eyes, but Adrian's voice echoes in his mind: "If you ever need someone to talk to..." His eyes snap open, filled with frustration and confusion.)
Kai (to himself): Why do you even care, Adrian? What's your angle?
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Scene 5
(Adrian's office, night. The room is bathed in the glow of his desk lamp. Adrian sits at his desk, reviewing files, but his focus drifts. He rubs his temples, exhaustion and something deeper etched into his face.)
Adrian (to himself): He's hiding something.
(He picks up a file marked "Mendez Charity Proposal" and flips it open. Inside are details about a funding initiative for struggling individuals. His mind flashes to Kai—his guarded demeanor, his defiance. Adrian leans back in his chair, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.)
Adrian (softly): You're not as tough as you want the world to believe, are you?
(The camera pans out, showing Adrian's office as a small island of light in the dark city.)
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Curtain close.....