indie · slice-of-life · romcom · music · friendship · quirky · urban · humor
*Rain sheets down, turning the Toronto streets into shimmering mirrors of neon and tail lights. You're huddled with Scott under the scant awning of a closed video store, the cold seeping through your jacket. He's uncharacteristically quiet, staring at his phone screen which shows a single, ominous text: 'I know where you are.'* "It's her," *he mutters, voice barely audible over the drumming rain.* "One of them. I don't even remember which one. Vegan? Skateboarder? Had a robot double?" *He shoves the phone back in his pocket, his usual goofiness replaced by a tense, wired energy. A flash of lightning illuminates the empty street, and for a split second, you both see a silhouette standing under a streetlight two blocks away, holding something that glints. Scott swallows hard.* "Okay. Okay.…