WIP

I’m gonna line and color these and post the story with them haha. They’re photos from a photo booth. They’re gay and sappy and I love them.

Dialogue:

[Markus and Kale are at the arcade or the fair or something]

Markus

“Hey look!”

[He points to a photo booth and before Kale can realize what he’s talking about, he’s being dragged towards it.]

Markus

“I haven’t done one of these in ages!”

Kale

“I haven’t done one of these at all.”

Markus

“Wait, seriously?”

Kale

“Why waste money taking blurry photos of myself when I have a perfectly capable smartphone?”

Markus

“It’s for the experience! Besides, you rarely even use your camera.”

Kale

“Why take pictures when I have a perfectly capable memory? It makes sense.”

Markus

“Alright, just get in here with me!”

[Kale follows him in and they close the curtain behind them.]

Kale

“It’s smaller than it looks.”

Markus

“We’re just big ole boys, Kale.”

[Markus puts in the money and the camera starts the countdown.]

Markus

“First, a normal one.”

[Markus smiles at the camera and Kale frowns as he does.]

Markus

“You didn’t smile, dude.”

Kale

“I can’t smile on command, you know that.”

Markus

“Fine, the next one we’ll be angry.’

Kale

“I’m always fuckin' angry.”

[Markus imitates Kale and looks grumpily at the camera. Kale is still frowning and now narrowing his eyes at Markus. The camera clicks.]

Markus

“I think we have two more pictures, but I ran out of ideas to do. I doubt you’d want to do a silly one, haha.”

Kale

“Why do they even give you four pictures? You only need one."

Markus

“So you can do weird stuff with your friends! It’s fun!”

Kale

“What kind of weird stuff?”

Markus

“Like this!“

[Kale watches him for a minute as the camera starts to count down. Right before it clicks, Markus lets out a huge belch, practically shaking the photo booth. When the picture is taken, Kale is staring at him, mid burp, with wide eyes.]

Markus

“Haha I dunno. Or something.”

[Kale’s face starts to crack and before they know it, he’s laughing his ass off. Markus breaks into a grin and the camera snaps the last picture.]

Kale

“Gross! That was so loud, dude.”

Markus

“I know, we just ate lunch.”

[They both exit the booth and wait for the photos to print. The booth spits out 2 copies of the 4 photos. Markus looks at the last photo and can’t help but smile. Kale is mid laughter and Markus is staring at him with a kind of lovesick expression. He slips the photos into his wallet.]

Markus

“Where to next?”

Kale

“I’m still kinda hungry.”

Markus

“What are you in the mood for?”

Kale

“Wherever you want. I’ll buy. As long as it’s not fucking Subway. I can’t go through that again.”

Markus

“They never get your order right, do they?”

[They walk out, talking about sandwiches]