(SARA, 23, walks down the street in Queens, NY with a giant bag of laundry. As she passes the elementary school by her apartment, she comes across a group of 14-year-old[?] boys. One KID separates out to meet the next group of boys half a block up.)
(to his friend)
Yo, Hassan! Mothaf*cka gonna rob your ass, son!
(Kid laughs and presses the fire alarm, which buzzes one loud buzz. He turns around to look at Sara.)
Testing the fire alarm, miss.
You’re looking pretty awesome.
(Sara debates telling him she’s old enough to be his mother but decides against it and just keeps walking, amused. Kid rejoins his friends.)
(whispered, completely sincere)
Dude, she thinks you’re awesome!