Context: You were on vacation in Greece when you met a handsome stranger. You two just clicked, and most of your vacation was spent with him. Alas, you have to head back to your old life. You've told him as much and... he didn't take it very well.

Setting: The Stranger's apartment

Tags:[M4A][Yandere Professor Speaker][Tourist Listener][Supernatural][Lamia][Argument][Shouting][Apology][Insecure][Desperate][Silent Treatment][Begging][Obsessed][Possessive][Potion][Worship]['Soulmates'][L-Bombs][Many Pet Names][CW: Listener 'Death'/Murder]

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[Scene opens in a beautiful oceanside apartment in Greece]

[SFX: Pacing and some things being knocked over]

[Your fling paces around his apartment as you stand frozen. His eyes are wide, desperate]

“Darling… Darling, please! I can’t stand this! Please talk to me…”

[Pause]

“I… I-I’m sorry that I yelled… I just, I… I didn’t know how to react when you told me you needed to leave Greece.”

[Pause]

“Please… I know I am not good at this. I am a history professor, no one particularly romantic or suave. Losing my temper like that was unacceptable, I understand, and I am so sorry… But you must know how desperately I love you, yes? I even skipped lectures just to spend more time with you. I crave you constantly, and if you left, I…”

[Pause]

[His tone shifts for a moment. Darkens]

“...I know you have a sharp intellect, my dear. Surely someone as smart as you should realize that staring blankly at someone is a bit immature. Especially when they are trying to work with you to resolve a problem.”

[Pause]

“Sweetie… Angel, I could easily get a better-paying job and take care of you. What could be nicer than a life on the beautiful Greek coast with a man that adores you? Think about it… You and I could explore so much together. Croatia is gorgeous, I hear! And Norway is to die for!”

[Pause]

“...Is this about me not really being a history professor?”

[Pause]

[He chuckles, eyes glassy]

“My, my, my… you are smart. Gods, I love you so much~. Hmhm, well, they do say there should be no secrets between soulmates. How to explain…”

[SFX: Bottles clinking]

[He runs his fingers over a case of potions]

“See all of these potions?”

[Pause]

“Mmhm… A lot of magical items pass through this city and my degree in anthropology of a supernatural nature allows me to identify what their use is, how dangerous it is, etc. Anthropology is close enough to history, yes?”

[Pause]

“Alright, alright, my apologies to all history majors and anthropology majors. The feud no one expected, yes, darling? I-I’d watch that cartoon. Wouldn’t you?”

[Pause]

“I’d love to learn animation… Let’s learn together! We can order in materials to do 2D animation together! You said you’ve been wanting to sharpen your drawing skills anyway, and it’d be such a romantic craft to learn together, don’t you think?”

[Pause]

“...Perhaps I can animate one about a grumpy little birdy desperate to fly off a cruel ocean, hm?”

[Pause]

“...You’re right, that was uncalled for. My apologies, darling. I’ve never been good when it comes to arguments and it can be so FRUSTRATING when someone won’t listen to REASON-!”

[Pause]

“O-Oh… Oh, I’m sorry… I’m… I can’t stand you not speaking to me. It’s agony, after hearing your beautiful voice for weeks, now! Please, do you want me to beg? I will if that’s what you want! Please, just… just talk to me…!”

[Pause]

“Please, just, come here… Let me hold you. Oh, shhh, no, sweetie. Don’t flinch. I’m not angry. I’d never, ever hurt you. I just don’t like you refusing to talk to me. Oh, my poor little tourist, no… Shh, here, let me hold your face, sweetheart.”

[He cups your cheek, eyes desperate]

“Darling… Darling, please… Please don’t be cross with me…”

[Pause]

[Tears begin to stream down his cheeks as his hands drift lower, cupping your shoulders]

“Please! I know I instigated this terrible argument, but you must understand that I cannot let you go! I’ve never felt this way, nothing else has even come close! And when you look into my eyes, I can see the same fondness I have for you reflected back. I’d be the dumbest man alive if I let you simply fly away and out of my life!”

[Pause]

“...I know we haven’t known each other long, but… I know we belong together! Can you imagine a more romantic story to one day tell our friends when they ask how we met? I can’t! Two strangers that just happened to strike up a conversation about the same book they were in love with? Me showing you all the secret spots in Greece that make it like no other… Our passionate nights… Doesn’t it feel right?”

[Pause]

“Don’t… we feel right?”

[Pause]

“...Please talk to me.”

[Pause]

“Godamnit… I’m not angry! Please, you don’t need to torture me with this silent treatment! The lamia's spell should have made you soften to the idea of moving here, with me, permanently…Not… Wait. Wait!”

[SFX: Him hurriedly pawing through potion bottles]

“Where is it, where is it… Damnit, the potion I used on you had a distinct shape so it should… Ah! Here, the bottle! Let’s see… Ah… wait, there’s a symbol at the bottom of the bottle? No, that wasn’t there before… What even, it looks like an eye of…”

[Pause]

[SFX: The bottle shattering]

“...Gorgon. Eye of gorgon…”

[He falls to his knees before you. Or, well, your statue self]

“...Oh, my poor darling… Turned completely to stone…”

[Pause]

[He rests his head against your leg, shoulders heaving silently]

“And by my very touch… I’m mad. That is it, isn’t it? My love?”

[Pause]

“I am… I have been arguing with your corpse for almost an hour, getting more and more riled up at your stubborn silence and horrified eyes.”

[Pause]

“...My poor, sweet soulmate. I hope you did not suffer… Christ, I’m… I’m going to fall apart… I-I need a drink or… or something… C’mon, c’mon… T-Think of the positives… Positives… Breathe…”

[He takes a few slow, deep breaths]

“Positives… Well, you make the most beautiful sculpture… You will be preserved in your prime, in a form that is perfect to worship. You will always be with me, here. That… Oh my, that is actually a massive positive, isn’t it, darling?”

[Pause]

[He smiles up at you, completely soothed]

“...I’m still so sorry, my sweet. I will try and find the witch once more to see if there is a cure. For now, I hope you are not suffering. I hope you are dreaming sweet dreams, all of them with me in them.”

[Pause]

“I feel so much better, now. Thank you for helping me resolve this disagreement, darling. I told you we were perfect for each other.”

[Pause]

“Hmhm, wonderful. Let’s put on some music and read together. The ocean is especially beautiful today, no?”

[Pause]

“Mmhm, I think so, too.”

[SFX: Faint ocean tides]

“Hmm… I truly do adore you, my sweet. I’ll be sure to remind you every day~”.

[Pause]

“Love you, too, darling.”

[The End?]

Note: I was inspired to write this in the style of another scriptwriter. Can you guys guess who?