Dedicated to those affected by loneliness during the Covid-19 pandemic of 2020.
CHARACTERS
SALLY PETERSON: 18-year-old woman. Short hair.
RYAN ROCKLY: 18-year-old man. Wears big glasses.
TIME AND PLACE
A Wednesday evening.
Top floor of a rundown apartment.
SCENE 1
Lights up on a bedroom. Small bed along with a bong and a balcony. Sally sits criss cross applesauce next to the bong with a lighter. Sally lights the bong and takes a rip. Ryan enters through the balcony.
RYAN: "O, speak again, bright angel! For thou art as glorious to this night!"
SALLY: Ryan? You scared me! You can't just come in unannounced.
RYAN: "I would I were thy bird."
SALLY: What?
RYAN: "Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest."
SALLY: Oh my god, you're so stoned right now, aren't you!?
(Sally laughs.)
RYAN: No way.
SALLY: Ryan Rockly, I've known you since the second grade! And you quote Shakespeare when you're stoned.
(Ryan shrugs)
RYAN: I've been known to do that from time to time.
SALLY: All because in the ninth grade you wanted to get all sweet on Wendy Flex, so you auditioned to play Romeo-
(Ryan flops down onto the floor and puts his head in Sally's lap)
RYAN: -Yeah, yeah, yeah. I auditioned, which was then followed by shame and regret and forever being haunted by the lack of love I missed out on, which in turn really made me question my existence.
(Beat.)
(Ryan laughs)
SALLY: Ok Professor Stoner, what will we be learning in philosophy class today?
RYAN: Well, Sally, Peterson. Thanks for asking, we will be talking about how, God is dead! He remains dead! And we have killed him.
(Sally and Ryan laugh.)
SALLY: Professor Stoner?
RYAN: Yes Sally?
SALLY: (Sally does silly voice.) Can I introduce you to the newest philosopher, Mary Jane? (Hands Ryan the bong.)
RYAN: Oh hello, beautiful. I could look at you all day-
(Sally take the bong back.)
SALLY: Ryan, stop objectifying Mary Jane!
RYAN: Sorry!
(Ryan and Sally start laughing.)
(Sally lights the bong and takes a rip.)
