ClaireBell (คลั่ง/รัก/นักโทษ)

[The following events are a work of fiction. The characters' names, behaviors, and actions are not related to any institution, organization, or profession, and are created for entertainment purposes only. Viewer discretion is advised]

What an ugly nail job!

Gosh, you're so whiny.

- Why don't you go to a nail salon instead? - They...

Hey!

I have to...

- Hey! Don't push! - My nails must dry first.

Blow them dry for me.

Come on. That won't make them dry.

You've still got newspapers?

How old school!

Oh, they're Dad's old newspapers.

We didn't know where to put them,

so we put them here for now.

Whoa, do you guys remember this headline?

Hey, I do!

It was a huge one.

A girl sneaked into a school and stole a computer.

- Then she stabbed a teacher to death. - Oh...

She then waited for the cops to show up and arrest her.

That's scary.

What was her name again?

'19-Stab Claire.'

Yeah, that's the one.

- Beautiful! - Did you take a photo?

I did!

Oh, I have to remove the nail polish.

Gotta feed my dad,

I don't want any polish in his food.

Okay.

Hey, Bell.

19-Stab Claire is going to remove the nail polish for you!

Bye, Dad.

We're leaving now.

It's okay, Auay.

I'll take it from here.

'Petch Pra Uma.'

Now, where did we leave off?

"Rapin takes a slow, deep breath.

He grabs the torch,

holding it against the rifle's handguard.

One hand ready to cast a beam ahead with a flick of the switch,

while the other

rests on the trigger."

Why did you stop?

I was on the edge of my seat.

We'll be back after a quick break.

Rapin Praiwan must have his meal first!

My academic gown is here.

After the meal,

how about I get changed, and we take a photo together?

Dad!

Your beautiful daughter is here.

Excuse me, dad.

It's okay.

You look amazing today.

How are you already in the backyard?

Ready?

One more?

10 more, please.

Can you do 10 more photos?

I can.

Congratulations.

You didn't have to give me this.

Don't be so considerate.

It's just a necklace, not that expensive.

With you paying my tuition,

I don't know how I'll be able to repay you,

let alone Auay's service fee.

Here. Let me put it on for you.

Hey, Top!

Welcome, bro!

This is Tang, my girlfriend.

Hi.

This is Dream.

This is Bell,

- Top's girlfriend. - She's my girlfriend.

Just sit down already.

Alright! Drink up!

To Bell!

Congratulations!

Hand me your shot glass if you want some more!

Alright, alright!

What do you think of my friends?

They're good company.

Do you like them?

Hey, guys!

Let's dance at the front.

Let's go!

- Top, you go and dance. - Please.

Come and dance with me. Just once.

Let's go!

- Come on. - I'm bad at dancing.

Quick!

It's just for fun.

Come on.

Hey, bro!

Top!

You're completely hammered.

The car key...

Leave it with me for now.

I'm going to the bathroom, okay?

Mm.

Do you want me to come with you?

It's fine.

Just dance and be with your friends.

- I can go there by myself. - Okay.

Hello?

Hi, Dad.

Where are you?

Your voice sounds so echoey.

I'm at a nightclub.

Top took me to a graduation party.

Mm. Don't be late, okay?

I'll be home soon.

Don't worry, Dad.

I love you, Dad.

Mm.

I love you, too, dear.

Beam!

Where's Top?

I'll be right back, okay?

Beam, where's Top?

I'll be back.

Hello, Bell.

Where are you?

Someone called the cops on the nightclub.

We're all outside.

You should...

Meet me at my car.

Leave as quickly as you can!

Where's my car key?!

The car key's with me.

Top! Hurry!

My arms are killing me!

Come on!

This way!

Top?

My bag is full of drugs.

- Huh?! - Ow!

How?!

I don't know.

What do I do?

Someone must have slipped them in

when you went to the bathroom.

What do you want me to do?

Should I give them to the cops?

Hold on, Bell.

I don't think that's a good idea.

What am I supposed to do?!

Pull yourself together.

Let me think for a second.

Top!

Hold up.

Give me a second.

I'm back!

Watch me.

Let's go, dude!

Here's the plan.

Throw them away.

They're in your handbag.

If you don't throw them away,

you'll be in big trouble if the cops find out.

How would you explain yourself?

Hey, miss.

What are you doing?

Sergeant,

- search everything. - Yes, sir!

Lieutenant...

They're not mine.

Whose are they then?

They're not mine.

Someone stuffed them in my handbag.

They're actually not mine.

How's that possible, huh?

You're the only person here.

How could they not be yours?!

They're not mine.

- Sergeant, arrest her. - Top!

Top! Help me!

Top!

Bell!

- Bell! - Top, come here!

- Hands off! - Damn it, Top!

- Top! - Come here!

Hands behind your back.

Top!

- Please listen to me! - Hands behind your back.

- Top! - Top, listen to me.

Calm down.

Stand still.

Top!

Move it!

What are you waiting for?

Hurry! Come on!

Move it!

Hurry.

Come on! Move it!

I told you to move it!

Why are you so slow?!