April 13, 2013
Day 13: Write a scene with DIALOGUE ONLY.
"Ooomf!"
"Ah! What was that?"
"That was me, idiot. I bumped my shin on the stupid bed frame."
"Well, be careful!"
"You don't say!"
"I'm rolling my eyes at you right now."
"Where are you?"
"Uh, here?"
"Ugggghhhh. I know that. I meant like where exactly?"
"I'm not sure. I walked a few steps since the light shut off and I've lost what little sense of direction I have."
"Can you see my hand?"
"Jared, in case you hadn't noticed, it's pitch black in here."
"Rolling my eyes right back at you."
"Just shuffle over, try not to trample over anthing, and help me!"
"Why don't you shuffle over yourself?"
"I can't see anything."
"Well, neither can I."
"Whose idea was it to build a miniature city in here, anyway?"
"I just wanted to cheer you up. I didn't know there was going to be a black out!"
Crush.
"I think I stepped on something."
"Okay. Fine. Don't move, I'll get you. Hang on."
Shuffle. Shuffle.
"Jared!!!"
"What?"
"That was my butt you were squeezing, idiot!"
"Sorry! Take my hand. There. Okay, the bed frame is somewhere-"
"OW!"
"Nevermind."
Creak.
"Are you on the bed?"
"Yes, I'm not sure who's bed it is though."
"Well, what about me?"
Sigh.
"Just climb on."
"I'm not going to sleep with you!"
"I'm not going to try anything funny!"
"Still..."
"Do you want to sleep on the floor?"
Creak.
"This is just for tonight..."
"Good."
"Scoot over! You're much too close!"
"There's no space."
Shuffle. Shuffle.
"What are you doing?"
"Taking my shirt off."
"What? Why?!"
"I feel hot. Relax, Emma. Geez."
"What would people say that I'm lying in bed with a half-naked boy with a reputation?"
"Who would come in here in the middle of the night?"
"You never really know! The manager could come, or the room service guy, or someone."
"Em, you're not exactly my type. If someone finds us here, it'll do more damage to my rep than yours."
THUD.
"You pushed me off the bed!"
Creak.
"Then, why are you back on?"
"Just go to sleep."
"I will when you shut up!"
Chirp. Chirp. Cricket sounds.
"Emma?"
"Mmm?"
"Don't worry, okay? I know we'll find him."
"Okay."
Chirp. Chirp. More Cricket sounds.
"Jared?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for you know, for today, the mini-Paris and everything."
"You're welcome."
"Are you smiling?"
"Maybe. Get some sleep, Emma."
"Goodnight, Jared."
"Night."
