
Scene:
Living room couch, 3936 Illinois St, San Diego. Early evening. Empty champagne bottles, vinyl lps, and polaroids of skinny, dirty, tattooed boys in tighty-whities litter the hardwood floors. One of these boys may or may not be sleeping in an adjacent bedroom. A cat cries plaintively at the screen door.
Characters:
Suzanne: early-mid 20's, small, brunette, tattooed, more than likely hungover, but drinking anyway
Kara: early-mid 20's, small, blonde, tattooed, more than likely hungover, but drinking anyway
Act One:
Both girls are curled up on a small Ikea couch, idly flipping through fashion magazines, while the television blares in the background.
Kara: half motions to the TV, while thoughtfully dragging on her cigarette. "You know Suzanne, if we were taller, we could be models."
Suzanne: glances up from magazine, sips from her Miller Lite, pauses briefly. "Yes, and if we had penises, we could be men."
End Scene.
Fin.
autism would also help our chances and apparently penises. oh antm how wonky you have become.
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