Part 1

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Context: Your boyfriend got out of a BAD relationship a good year before he met you. You helped him get back into a routine, get his life back, and slowly fell in love. Despite that, despite all of his good qualities, he is still wrapped up in his abusive ex to the point where you feel like he's about to gain one more.

Setting: Laser tag/Eamond's apartment

Tags:[MM4F][Lovers to Exes][Confident Frat Boy Speaker][Drunk Negligent Boyfriend Speaker][Absolutely Done Listener][Ex Drama][Meet-Cute?][Fight][Argument][Absent][Supportive]vs[Absent][Choosing][CW: Theoretical Cheating/Break-Ups]

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[T] = Troy, your boyfriend

[E] = Eamond aka 'E' aka frat boy friendo

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[SFX: “You have no new messages…”]

[...]

[Scene opens up in a blur of lasers and screaming frat boys]

[SFX: Pounding action music and the occasional laser blast (non-lethal, this isn’t that kind of script)]

[You’re in the dark, playing laser tag with the frat boys. It’s a blur of excitable screaming, overdramatic ‘deaths’, and color. You put your phone away and focus again]

[E] “AHA! Gotcha, Uzi!”

[You duck before Eamond can get the shot off and nail him in the side. He goes down with a dramatic grasp]

[E] “Aghk! Taken… before my time… Uzi… Uzi, come closer… I need you to take my final words to my dearest mother…”

[Pause?]

[E, shutting his eyes] “Please tell her… that she still owes me for Taco Tuesday… Oh, also tell Josh he’s a fucking wuss for camping the corner all night. I SEE YOU, JOSH!”

[You think Josh shouts back ‘It’s a valid strat!’ before you take him out, too]

[Pause!]

[SFX: Sad laser sounds]

[E] “HA! She got your ass! Wait, I’m meant to be dead. Blech.”

[He shuts his eyes and pokes his tongue out as you kneel next to him]

[Pause?]

[E] “Hehe, nooo… I’m totally dead, you don’t need to do a double-tap and take me out of the game…”

[...]

[SFX: Sad laser sounds]

[E] “Aww! You are ruthless! Fine, fine, I think we all could stand to get out of here and crash.”

[Pause?]

[E] “Nahh, we’ll go back and crash at our apartment. It’s kind of small, and we are four dudes, so… Um, now I’m really self-conscious about how much of my underwear is strewn on the ground.”

[Pause]

[E] “Hehe, fair. C’mon, fellow corpses, we still require SOME sleep! Uzi, you take my coat. It’ll be cold out by now.”

[SFX: Cloth rustling]

[You take his coat and follow Eamond out with the others. The adrenaline from the battle is quickly tempered by a check of your phone]

[SFX: “No new messages”]

[...]

[E] “...Nothing from your boy, huh? I wouldn’t worry about it, OK? C’mon, time to crash.”

[SFX/Long Pause - A car driving]

[They take you back to a moderate-sized apartment after a brief drive and basically just collapse on the ground the moment they get home]

[E, laughing] “Don’t mind us. Sometimes, we just party to the point where the ground in front of the front door. My room is the last on the left if you want the bed.”

[...]

[Fuck it. You collapse with them, which they seem about as OK with as another bear piling in]

[E, laughing harder] “I like you, Uzi! You roll with the punches like no one else. Alright, boys, you know the rules. No ass grabbing, no sharking - if you can help it. Be respectful.”

[The others tiredly give thumbs up, some of them already snoring. Eamond drops to your other side, out pretty fast himself]

[SFX: Sleep with the occasional obnoxious himbo snore]

[Time Skip - Several Hours Later]

[You wake in a himbo pile but, honestly, it’s not so bad. Though Eamond is apparently a Hell of a cuddler]

[SFX: The Listener freeing themselves and stepping out on to the balcony, before sitting on the roof/ a light breeze]

[SFX: “It is… 7 AM. You have no new messages…]

[...]

[You start recording yourself talking to your boyfriend, who is not there. At first, you’re calm, but then you’re having to muffle screams while you tell him exactly what you think of him and his sorry fucking self]

[SFX: Some static / Long Pause while they record]

[...]

[SFX: The static shutting off]

[E] “Hey.”

[You jump]

[E sits next to you on the roof and hands you a bottle of water]

[E] “Hey… Sounded like you could use some water from all that shouting. Really tore into the fucker, huh?”

[...]

[E] “Ah, just venting to a recording app. Hey, you don’t have to explain it to me, Uzi. Like I said, I used to date her, too. She has a real thing for frat or jock idiots. I don’t think she was expecting me to be any kind of smart, hehe.”

[Pause]

[He takes a sip of what smells like coffee]

[E] “...Weird, isn’t it? How the universe seems to bring people together so conveniently at times. I read a book once and it said something like, ‘If you’re not sure, just look around. The universe is giving you hints’.”

[SFX: “You have no new messages”…]

[...]

[E] “...Listen, I’m not telling you what to do-”.

[SFX: A call being made]

[T, groggily] “H-Hello?”

[Pause.]

[T] “Baby, issat you? I can’t hear you super well, I’m on Mindy’s couch and there’s a big fan blowing right in my face.”

[And that’s it]

[Pause.]

[T] “Huh..? No! We didn’t do anything together!”

[You don’t care. You’re breaking up with him]

[Pause.]

[T] “Wait wait wait, no, you can’t… You know I love you! I just wanted to make sure Mindy was-”.

[You don’t care, and you let him know that each time he says her name is burying his cause further. You’re breaking up with him]

[Pause.]

[T] “BABY, WAIT! I NEED YOU-!”

[SFX: The call ending]

[E, watching in astonishment] “...Damn, that was… cold. You didn’t even give him a chance to plead his case…”

[Pause]

[E] “...Already pled it plenty of times before, eh? Ah. There it is… Good, old sunken cost fallacy. You put so much time into someone, you help them, and then they turn around and spit in your face, and you think, ‘Ah, that’ll wipe off, no problem’. Then it’s blood, or worse… but you don’t want all that work to go to waste.”

[...]

[Eamond smiles at you, eyes twinkling]

[E] “Sorry you woke up in a pile of sweaty muscles and frat boy cuddles.”

[Pause~]

[He laughs]

[E] “Not the worst way to wake up, eh? Hehe, fair… You two live together?”

[Pause]

[E] “Guessing his name isn’t on the lease? No offense, but it seemed like he was kind of a bum.”

[Pause…]

[E] “Well, how’s about some breakfast and we can go pack his shit for him together, eh? I’ll wake the boys up.”

[Pause?]

[E, groaning as he stretches] “Why are we so helpful? Enh, why not be the opposite of what people expect, eh?”

[With that, he heads inside. Your phone continues to blow up]

[SFX: The Listener’s phone blowing up and promptly being ignored]

[E, from inside] “C’mon, boys! We’re not off duty yet! We’ve got a shitty ex to deal with!”

[SFX: A faint cheer / some betting money being exchanged]

[SFX: “You have… ten new messages]

[To be continued]

Note: Lmao, get dunked on, nerds, you didn’t expect another double upload, DID YOU?!