Soft, natural light fills the stage, lighting a couple sitting in an average looking, if very messy living room. One door is visible...needs to be slamable. Elijah is playing video games while sitting on the floor. Savannah is perched on the couch, irate from the beginning. Evidently, an argument has already begun, as a mess of trash has amounted around where Elijah is seated, still attempting to play, not pausing the game to look to Savannah at all.
Elijah : Look. Else...
Savannah : Sitting here is doing neither of us any good now. It's true and you know it. We used to go out, you know, and do things. Do you remember when we did things? I can't remember the last thing we did, if...
Elijah : Oh come off it Sav. We never did things.
Savannah, no longer within reach of trash, throws one of the pillows from the couch at him.
Elijah : Will you cut that shit out? I'm trying to play this fucking game.
Savannah : You've been trying to play that 'fucking' game all day, Elijah. I am bored of watching you play your 'fucking' game. I am tired of sitting around. I am done living like this.
Savannah gathers her jacket and belongings, and stomps off stage. She returns with a duffel bag, hastily packed. Continuing towards the door, she unplugs the television.
Savannah : Just try and play your game now, fucker.
Elijah watches passively as she leaves, and moves to plug the television back in. The game continues its music as if uninterrupted.
Elijah : Thank you craptacular tv shows for the monitor equals computer trope.
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