“Ophelia, we’re going to the movies and then to half apps, right?” asks Hamlet.
“Yeah, you still want to go?” concerned that he has something else in mind.
“Yeah of course I just got to go get the car from the garage. Just wait inside.”
“Okay,” Ophelia turns towards the door and takes a deep breath. She still hasn’t met his father or his mother. She takes a step into the house and smells cooking in the kitchen. Ophelia looks in and sees Gertrude cooking while on the phone giggling. Gertrude hasn’t even realized that she has walked in. She walks carefully hoping to not cause any attention. Watching Gertrude the whole time tiptoeing towards the living room she hits a wall.
“Well hello there?” the wall was Hamlet’s father. She looks up at the tall man.
“Hi, I’m umm… I’m-“
“-your Hamlet’s friend. Nice to meet you…”
“Ophelia.”
“Oh you’re Polonius’ daughter! It’s nice to meet you. Your father and my brother have gotten really close lately. They seem to always be together,” he looks at her wondering if she will give him some insight.
“Ophelia you ready? Oh hey dad we’re leaving,” Hamlet barges through the door with a smile and grabs Ophelia’s hand.
Hamlet starts driving and Ophelia is confused. They’re not going towards the movie theatre.
“Where are we going?” She asks curiously.
“You’ll see,” He smiles at her, grabs her hand and kisses her.
He pulls up in front of the beach and the moon is full. Reflected over the ocean is the moon and Ophelia looks down towards the sand. There’s a blanket and food. Hamlet is pulling out candles from the trunk and a lighter. He kisses her.
“I want this night to be special.”
