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"Panoramic Girl"

"Panoramic Girl"

Yasmin is in a small pod on a spacecraft. She's meticulously taking some type of polish off of her nails. There's an urgent knock on her door. She ignores it. The pounding becomes louder. 

Yasmin: Who is it?

Peter: It's Peter. What is that smell?

Yasmin pushes a button and the door to her unit opens. 

Yasmin: It's "acetate." Come in if you want. "My heart" started palpitating when you pounded on the door like that. 

Peter lingers in the doorway.

Peter: You don't look like you were in a hurry. I thought it was "bleach" and you know what happened to Chloe… and her pod, "it then [restarted]" and she couldn't.

He trails off and they look at each other. 

Yasmin: I guess thanks for looking out. 

Peter: (trails off) "You are the only."

Yasmin: Is this just an excuse to come talk to me? We've been over this. We're also in all of the same survival classes and you never once have paired up with me.

Peter: (quickly) Yours is the "image in my mind."

Yasmin: I'm sure a lot of people could say that. Do you only come here after you "memorize the lines" you think I want to hear?

Peter: No. I was with my "trace" group. We were reviewing our last assignment before we're ready to start actually walking and star-gazing. The last bit of material wasn't sticking for "them. Slowly," I began to daydream and I just imagined your "photographic soul" and how much I want to "stitch together pieces of a life I'll never know." 

(pauses, quietly)

Obviously with you.

Yasmin: Is that obvious? Why are you still standing in the door?

Peter: I'm not sure that you feel the same way. 

Yasmin: What way? You've just said a bunch of stuff about you thinking about me, but it takes more than that. 

Peter: You’re this "panoramic girl." 

Yasmin: Are you making fun of me? 

Peter: No. It's a good thing. It's like you're really awesome at a lot of stuff. I like that. When we're not near each other "you are just a memory that lives inside my dreams."

A soft alarm sounds as the door has been open too long. 

Yasmin: That's your cue. Looks like I'll continue to only be part of your dreams. See you in class.

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