University Days- -s1- Ep.11- By Greebo -

Behind them, the vending machine spits out another bag of chips.

I don’t know anymore. I don’t know what anything is.

(CONT'D) Hey Maya?

I haven’t slept. It’s either profundity or delirium. University Days- -S1- Ep.11- By GREEBO

They head for the stairs. The flyer falls off the board and drifts to the floor.

INT. STUDENT UNION BASEMENT – DAY

Mr. Park. Your flyer violates student union policy 47-B: “No notices shall imply self-awareness.” Behind them, the vending machine spits out another

(CONT'D) (peeling the wrapper) You ever feel like college is just a very expensive escape room, and the prize is realizing you paid to be locked in?

Maya leans against the vending machine, watching him with her arms crossed.

(deadpan) I just made it up. But it feels real, doesn’t it? That’s the essence of bureaucracy. (CONT'D) Hey Maya

From the shadows near the boiler room, a figure emerges. It’s PROFESSOR HENDRIE, tweed elbow patches and all, holding a half-empty mug of something brown that might be coffee or might be existential dread.

(nodding slowly) Yeah.

Leo blinks.

(smiling for the first time all episode) I thought you’d never ask.