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Music

Original music exploring love, desire, and the spaces between two cultures.

EXPLICIT This catalog contains adult content exploring themes of desire, intimacy, and consensual non-monogamy. Listener discretion advised. 18+
Theater

Camila

A 60-minute one-act about a married couple who discover that the most dangerous thing in their relationship isn't what they add — it's what they've been pretending they don't want.

Cast
3 Actors
Runtime
60 Minutes
Set
Minimal
Audience
18+
Two-Tier Staging

[TS] Tasteful Suggestion — Clothed contact, lingerie/underwear, sexual activity cuts to black. The dialogue is explicit enough that the staging doesn't need to be. 18+ for language.

[CE] Controlled Exposure — Nudity, simulated sex, full visibility. 18+ for content.

From the Script
Camila I'm nervous. (Both guys look at Camila, a bit surprised that she would say that.) Tim Last time she said that, I was nineteen and we were parked in the hills outside town. Camila Don't you dare. Tim So — early on, we're looking for some alone time. Can't do anything at home because of family everywhere. So I drive us up into the hills outside town. Find this empty dirt road. Middle of nowhere. No lights. I'm thinking — perfect. Camila Pinche gringo boyfriend was too cheap to get a hotel room. Tim I was NINETEEN. So we're parked, things are progressing, her top is off — Camila He's telling this part too fast. He was SHAKING. His hands were like — (she holds her hands out, shaking them like she's getting electrocuted) Tim I was not shaking — ANYWAY. Headlights behind us. Some guy gets out of his truck, waves, locks the gate behind us, and drives off. We're locked in. On this remote dirt road. In the hills. At night. Marco No. I bet you were thinking about your mom killing you the next morning after being out all night. Tim So she gets dressed and I start driving forward hoping there's another way out. We end up at this rock quarry. There's a security guard. I get out, and I introduce Camila as Susan. Camila SUSAN. To this day — WHO is Susan, Tim? Where did Susan come from? Tim I panicked! It was the first name that came out! So I'm telling this guard the situation, leaving out why we were actually up there — Camila The creepy old man knew EXACTLY what we were doing. He told us we could get back in our car and "finish what we started." Marco He did not. Camila He just wanted to watch a young girl with her top off. Viejo pervertido. Tim We declined. Followed him out. Never went back. Camila And I still don't know who Susan is. Tim It's been ten years! Camila It could be TWENTY. Who. Is. Susan. (MARCO is laughing. Real laughing. Not polite.)

"This is a love story. Stage it like one."

For production inquiries, readings, or licensing

tim.johnson@twoworldscreative.com
The Full Story

Camila: The Musical

The play tells one night. The musical tells everything that came before and after. Two acts. Original score. A larger cast, a deeper world, and the full journey of a marriage that found a door nobody told them existed.

Inquiries welcome
Format
Two Acts
Score
15 Original Songs
Cast
8+
Runtime
~2 Hours
From the Score
♪ "Just One Chance"
Pop with Undercurrent of Dread — Solo Male Vocals — 110 BPM
STAGING: A parking lot. Tuesday afternoon. Kevin approaches Camila at her car — pleasant, rehearsed, certain. He sings to her. She answers in the gaps between his verses — spoken, not sung. He doesn't hear her. His melody never wavers. Hers was never invited. VERSE 1 (Kevin stands near Camila and is singing to her. Camila has her arms crossed, looking straight ahead.) I know this isn't how it's usually done A parking lot, a Tuesday — not ideal But we've worked in the same building for two years And I've been thinking about you since that day I wasn't weird about it — I backed off You said no and I respected that But then I saw your profile and I thought Maybe no just meant — not him, not yet CAMILA (spoken, in the gap): "No is no." VERSE 2 (Kevin, oblivious to her refusals, starts expanding across the stage, singing to the audience, ignoring Camila. Camila remains frozen with arms crossed.) I get it — online, everybody's sketchy The app is full of guys who ruin it for us But you already know me — I brought you coffee I left when you asked — isn't that trust? CAMILA (spoken): "That profile wasn't for you." I'm patient, Camila, that's my thing I don't rush, I don't push, I just wait And I've been waiting two years, not two weeks So what's one coffee? What's one date? CAMILA (spoken): "I said no, Kevin." CHORUS (Kevin expands like he is the greatest showman. Camila pulls on her hair, frustrated.) Just one chance That's all I'm asking, just one chance One drink, one hour, one conversation And if you still say no I'll understand Just one chance I'm not like the others — I'll prove it Just one chance I'll be so good you won't believe it CAMILA (spoken): "I'm not interested."
About

Tim Johnson

Writer, musician, and creator based in the Rio Grande Valley. Two Worlds Creative is the home for original work that lives between English and Spanish, between the public and the private, between the story you tell everyone and the one you only tell yourself.

The music catalog explores love, desire, and identity through original compositions. The theatrical work brings those same themes to the stage, treating code-switching as a dramatic tool, not decoration.

"Every note and every line is inspired by my muse and alma gemela, Camila — a Latina spirit-fire whose energy I can only hope to capture a shadow of in this work. If you're lucky, you might one day meet her. If you're very lucky, you might experience a little more.

Whoever has the most stories wins."
— Tim
Contact

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For inquiries about music licensing, theatrical production, readings, or collaboration.

tim.johnson@twoworldscreative.com