Summary: They've been friends for years. At a party, feeling a bit out of place, he retreats to a quiet room. She follows him, and after he shares his recent breakup, she sees her chance to finally confess her feelings and show him she's the one for him.

Feel free to improv and make changes.

Why shouldn't I call her that?
 
Bitch, slut, whore, that's what she is. 
 
[Pause] 
 
Why all this anger towards her? 
 
Because she took away my...  
 
Ahem...  
 
Because it's written all over her face, SLUT, it's just you, for some reason, couldn't see it. 
 
[Pause] 
 
Yeah, I'm mad, you're a good guy and you deserve a girl who really likes you. 
 
[Pause] 
 
Like who?  
 
Ah, I don't know, man, like, if you paid more attention to your surroundings you'd see that there's someone who's perfect for you. 
 
Like, she's always been into you. 
 
[Pause] 
 
Who? Argh... Man, you're so dense, is it that hard to figure out? 
 
[Pause] 
 
Nothing yet?  
 
Nothing at all?  
 
Seriously? 
 
*Kissing* 
 
Me, I'm talking about me, you dumbass. 
 
*Kissing* 
 
What? Joking about my feelings for you? 
 
Come on man, you wanna get slapped or something? 
 
I... I like you, I've always liked you, but you always looked at other girls, like I wasn't here. 
 
Am I not pretty enough for you? Hot and sexy? 
 
(A bit embarrassed) I know I'm not as busty as your ex-slut. 
 
But I really like you. 
 
[Pause] 
 
What am I doing? 
 
I'm just...  
 
Ahem...  
 
I'm just running my hand on your pants. 
 
Over your dick. 
 
[Pause] 
 
Stay still, let me show you how good I am. 
 
I'm going to make you forget that bitch really quick.

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