Prompt: Write a scene of dialogue in which two speakers rub up against each other. There may be some aggression or erotic excitement or both. Possible topics: confrontation, courtship, catechism, denunciation, cross-examination. Experiment with stichomythia.
A darkened room. A shaded light hangs in the center, illuminating a small circle of the wooden floor with its sodium yellow glare. Two men are present; SMITH stands, pacing, while ADAM sits on a straight-backed chair.
Smith: Don’t play games with me now.
Adam: I’m telling you what happened.
Smith: Where-
Adam: I fucking told you already.
Smith: Well I don’t believe you.
Adam: I didn’t ask you to.
Smith: I’m asking you to tell the truth.
Adam: I always tell the truth.
Smith: Now, there-
Adam: The thing about Sheila’s cat doesn’t count.
Smith: You forgot to feed the thing and it died-
Adam: And instead I told Shelia it got run over. Yeah, I know. Shut up.
Smith: Well-
Adam: I don’t lie about important things, okay?
SMITH moves over to where ADAM sits and places his arm around ADAM’S shoulder.
Smith: Adi, I just want to know where you were.
Adam: I...can’t-
Smith: Exactly! Because you-
SMITH shifts his grip, now holding ADAM’S neck with one hand and ADAM’S arms against his back with the other. ADAM lets out a gasp and coughs.
Smith: You little slut.
Adam: You’re crazy, you-
Smith: Say it to me. What am I? Apparently not enough for you.
Adam: You’re-
Smith: What!
Adam: You’re gonna be sorry.
ADAM frees his arm and reaches into his coat pocket. He pulls out a small velvet box, flips it open with his finger, revealing a gold Gucci tie clip.
Smith: Oh! Uh-
Adam: I guess - Happy Valentines Day, crazy.
Smith: I-
ADAM stops SMITH from speaking with a peck on the lips. SMITH kicks chair from under ADAM and they fall in embrace on a bed, away from the circle of light.
Fade to black.
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