Jerald: “There’s no need to play coy.”
Irina: “I’m not coy and I’m not playing.”
Jerald: ”Well, you are defensive. No matter what I say, you try to shut me down.”
Irina:”No. I simply don’t want you to open your mouth. That’s different than being defensive.”
Jerald:”You liked my open mouth when we were on that couch last night. You begged for more.”
Irina:”Don’t confuse drunken lust with any desire for me to converse with you now. It’s time for you to leave.”
Jerald:(glowering) “I thought you liked me.”
Irina:”Because I let you eat me? Honey, I didn’t even reciprocate. I slept. That should say it all.”
Jerald turns to leave, but audibly grunts in despair.
Jerald:”Typical.”
The front door slams shut as he leaves. Irina chortles as sits down on the couch. Her roommate, Kleo, walks in.
Kleo:”That guy left a stink in here. How can you sit on that couch?”
Irina:”My body. My choice.”
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