2b jasmine suites, san myshuno, 1:10pm
russ: so, what did she say.
elliot: (stutters) i..i don’t want to rattle down the exact conversation because i’ll probably break down again but um, (voice cracking) it’s over. we’re done.
russ: i’m sorry, man…
elliot: if i had just kept my fucking mouth shut, it would have been fine.
russ: it would not. you didn’t want to move back there. you didn’t want to work with her dad. you hated brindleton bay and that’s why you’re here now. better you did it now before you’re stuck with a mortgage, 2 kids, and a job with her weird over-positive dad.
elliot: all of that would have been bearable with her around. it’s not going to hit me until i go to bed. i can’t call her to tell her good night and how much i miss her. in the morning, i can’t call her to boop her–
russ:(disgusted) elliot, i am not ready for this type of oversharing. i don’t want to hear about the two of you fucking–
elliot: dude, the boop is not sexual. it’s a thing i do to wake her up. i’ve booped you many times before. i’ve booped carson and he was really into it. i’ve booped eden. i hope one day to boop tabs but i don’t think we’re there yet….
russ: oh that’s what that was. it’s actually quite annoying.
elliot: it’s cute. (looks down) she thought it was anyways.
russ: (looks at watch) you mind if i get something to eat?
elliot: …where are you going? you’re supposed to be comforting me.
russ: i am but i’m also hungry. i’m craving kebobs.
elliot: (gets up) c-can you pick some up for me too
russ: nope. you gotta come with me. go get that last cry in, shower, sort yourself out, and let’s get some fresh air.
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