[s2e10] Mississippi Rule -

KEYSHAWN stands by the stage door. Her makeup is flawless, but her eyes are glassy, screaming a truth her lips won't utter.

Neon pink light bleeds through heavy cigar smoke. Bass from a distant track rattles the liquor bottles on the shelf. [S2E10] Mississippi Rule

I was going to run. I had the keys in my hand. But the law, his skin, his lies... they boxed me in before I could even start the engine. KEYSHAWN stands by the stage door

Trapped, desperate, on the verge of breaking. [SCENE START] INT. THE PYNK - NIGHT but her eyes are glassy