writing

Virgin girlfriend

Int. Night. Bedroom.

Fade in. Dark bedroom. We see light from flashlight under blanket.

Him: ROAARRR!! (he grabs Her in the blanket)

Her: screams. You scared me!

Him: I scared you? What the hell are you doing?

Her: I don’t know. I’m mixed up about this whole thing.

Him: so you’re looking for answers under the blanket with a flashlight?

Her: I just wanted to see it when it wasn’t so… Intimidating.

Him: that’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me.

Her: I’m serious! Don’t make fun of me.

© 2012 by Marlon D. Hall. All rights reserved.

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