Death-Tipped Camping

Film club

That morning, in a room that was not too small. There were several film rolls strewn across the floor and five cameras lying not far from him. In the middle of the room was a long table. On it was a very thick stack of paper.

Suddenly, four humans entered the room at a rapid pace. A girl with long legs approached the stack of paper and patted it once.

"Evening, I made this script." He looked at the three people. The girl's face looked extremely exhausted with already watery eyes. Even in a hurry, he forgot to wear lip moisturizer or just comb his hair. She simply tied her original hair and left for college as quickly as possible.

The two young men approached him, leaving a shoulder-haired girl still silent in the doorway.

"This is the script for our film Agatha?" Asked the young man who was busy picking up his candy. While one young man with a baby face beside him was already sitting down. Just focus on the sheets of paper he reads.

"Yes. I've written all sorts of endings in it. Hope you like it." The tail of Agatha's eyes glanced in annoyance at the young man sitting on the chair. Remembering, because of who he didn't sleep last night and the morning should come up with a makeshift appearance. That young man! he always told her to revise the script. He thought writing was just about typing? Agatha even had to rack her brain to get writing that was worth enjoying.

"Agatha, did you get some sleep?" The shoulder-haired girl opened her mouth after a few minutes of silence. He walked closer to Agatha. His frown showed a worried expression to Agatha. His mind questioned whether Agatha had taken a shower before going to college. Because, the appearance of the girl is not pleasing to the eye. Agatha touched her chin instead of thinking.

"It doesn't look like Amalie yet. Hoammm.I'm so sleepy..." Agatha patted her mouth to cover her evaporating mouth. Amalie shook her head and immediately pushed Agatha closer to a chair. Forcing him to sit there.

"Sleep for a moment as we read your script." Pinta Amalie was friendly.

"All right..." Agatha folded her hands on the table and immediately buried her face there. Meanwhile, the three people were immersed in the script that Agatha had made.

"It looks like the ending in this script is good." Amalie was still busy reading the dozens of words on the paper.

"I think it's interesting too." The young man beside her.

"This too" continued Amalie.

"Araghhh! I can't choose." The young man shouted in confusion.

***

A young man's footsteps stopped right in the doorway. His long legs were reluctant to enter the room with a signboard that read 'Film Club. He gave a lip when he decided to bring his ear closer to the door made of wood.

The noise inside the movie club room was clearly heard. I don't know what they're talking about. But one thing the young man believed they must be discussing is the closing scene in the short film they made.

The young man pulled his head and stood in a perfect position. He moved his shoulders while tidying up the gray sweater that was attached to his body. Her thin lips formed a beautiful smile. His narrow eyes seem to be closed. After feeling his appearance was already decent, the young man's big hand now decided to turn the doorknob.

Krieett...

The wooden door squeaked. Spontaneous three humans who were in the room turned to find out who had entered. Their serious faces, instantly turned friendly when they saw the young man in white standing there.

"Hey Albert, you're late." Say one of the young men with long hair. He saw a large bulge on his right cheek because he was still eating candy.

"I know..." Reply Albert with his casual steps and put his black bag on the table. Then sit down without letting go of the smile on his face.

"Ahaha, looks like he just woke up." Ledek Amalie who sat next to the young man and successfully made Albert lose his smile. Why would Amalie know? everyone will also think like Amalie if the object in question appears with a pillow face and hair that is still standing.

"Look at his face." The girl continued to be interspersed with small laughs. Albert snorted loudly and immediately combed his hair using his fingers. He grew furious as Amalie laughed out loud.

"Jason! shut your girlfriend up, before I stuff her with paper." Upset Albert. Just annoyed enough to make Jason shut Amalie's mouth with his big palm. The girl patted Jason on the back and bit him.

"Gurgh!" She took her hand off Amalie's mouth and rubbed it. Amalie continues her action by hitting Jason's arm with her slender hand.

"It doesn't feel at all." Jason's lips turned downward while insinuating the girl beside him.

Meanwhile, the young man sitting not far from the two began to be disturbed because of the noise created. He could not digest every sentence in the script if the atmosphere was very noisy. He tapped on the table as a sign to get them all back in order. And sure enough, Amalie and Jason immediately shut up and continued reading the delayed activity earlier.

Who exactly is this young man? he is William. Head of a film club on their campus. Since entering his second semester of college, William decided to join the film club. In a short period of time, he managed to obtain the position of chairman of the film club and replace his senior who was already at the final level.

"Amalie, wake him up." William's orders were firm. Making Amalie inevitably have to obey because of the youth position. Amalie's hand moved to wake Agatha.

"Agatha, get up..." Amalie's whisper in Agatha's ear. He wiggled the girl's shoulders. Agatha flinched and immediately took a perfect sitting stance. The girl's eyes, which had been my eyes, now swelled like after being stabbed. Agatha threw a flat gaze at the young man in front of her, the chairman of the film club.

"Wash your face." Tukas William, looking at the other side, did not want to see Agatha's face that was destroying the scenery. To be honest, William doesn't like to see girls look messed up. According to him, a girl must appear feminine and neat. A good example is Amalie. She is a girl always looking for looks. But, Amalie had a minus value in William's eyes. She could not be silent or just sit sweet like a king's daughter.

"Yes!" Agatha who did not want to linger. He also left the club room.

Brak!!

Agatha closed the door very hard. Making everyone in the room flinch in shock.

"Actually, where do we get the author as barbaric as Agatha?" Albert asked with his face.

"Forgot that and start reading!" Said William without letting go of the look on the script in his hand.

A few minutes later...

William moved a stack of read paper to his right side. Then, put down a piece of script that he thought was good enough. Yes, appreciable! According to William, a thriller script is a story that can make him goosebumps, fear and nausea at the same time.

Kriyett....

Agatha opened the door and returned with a face that was already tolerable to look at. The dry lips are also fresh because they have been smeared with lip moisturizer. He sat back in his place.

"We've chosen your best script." Said William while folding his hands on the table and showed a little bit of satisfaction there.

"No! it's his own choice." Reject Amalie while folding her hands on her chest. His lips pursed because he did not like what the young man said. William breathed.

"You read it if you don't believe it." Submit the script to Amalie. The girl took the manuscript violently and began to read it. Jason, who was sitting next to her, read with Amalie.

Amalie placed the script on the table after she finished reading. He bit the tip of his lip. Amalie hates to say this, but William is an expert in choosing a script to be adapted into a short film. Now he can't argue anymore.

"Yahhh, you're right Wil. Of all those scripts, this one is the best." Speak in a very slow voice. William with his sharp hearing could of course hear Amalie's sentence. His lips smiled slanted.

"Now we're discussing where the last scene was shot." William said with passion.

"Which script did you choose?" Ask Agatha curiously. Amalie gave the script to the author.

"Hmm.this is my favorite script. It just so happens that Alen also gave me a suitable place recommendation." Agatha was excited. His drowsiness suddenly disappeared when he found out this script was the one chosen.

"When did you meet?" William asked in wonder.

"I called with him last night and asked for some thoughts on the closing scene in our movie." Agatha.

"Woah, he's been very helpful to us. Say thank you from the movie club." Amalie said and replied to a nod by Agatha.

"And you!" Amalie pointed at Albert, leaving the young man confused.

"Me?" Albert pointed to himself. I was surprised by Amalie's attitude.

"Prepare mentally because the last scene is..."

Seriate...