Int. Semi furnished apt. Boxes scattered. Old photos, kooky knickknacks, pieces of happy past moments line the room. We see 1 seated. Waiting. The dialog is slowed by the molasses of recent discourse.
1 stands and opens the door.
They embrace. It’s unpleasant for both of them. 2 try’s to escape for that moment by starting to sort the strewn about junk.
2: so how are you doing?
1: do you want on honest answer or a platitude?
2: lets start with the platitudes and work our way toward honesty. Is this yours?
2: are you sure
1: yes. I got it for you that one day you were sick. To cheer you up.
2: where’s your trash bag ?
1: the corner
2 begins sorting trash and not trash
2: so look. Things didn’t go as either of us planned.
1: best laid plans of mice and men right?
2: yeah . One door closes another opens. Or a window opens.im not sure which.
1: I sold the ring
2: that’s good. What’d you get for it?
1: like 700 bucks
2: are you serious
1: yeah. Apparently every kiss begins with constricting the market. I saw a documentary about it on you tube.
2: are you going to move
1: I thought about staying. But I think it’s time to get out.
2: think that’ll help
1: probably not. But I want to go. I’ve been stuck too long here. What about you?
2: maybe when I have the money. I still need time to figure stuff out.
1: I bet you’ll figure it all. Figure it so good. Figure it right in the butt.
2: Figure-bang it.
They laugh. Brief but encompassing. They then sit in a palpable silence.
1: you’re sure
2: I’m sorry
1: I’m sorry too.
2: you don’t deserve any of this
1: rain falls on the just and unjust alike
2: is that from the Bible
1: yeah I’m surprised I didn’t burst into flames
1: it’s ok. Here I’ll help you move some stuff out to the car.
2: I appreciate that.
1 picks up a box of 2’s stuff and exits.
2 picks up a knickknack, she looks at it for a long time as if it were playing a home movie from her first time seeing the ocean. 2 sets it back down. And lights a cigarette. Exhale.