Wanna see my div 3?

Well, you can't. Because I'm not done writing it. But here's a new scene I wrote today. Will I use it? Maybe, maybe not. Just as some heads up, it's after Claire & Adanne have a bit of a fight in bed. Claire got a little overemotional. Now they're in the living room, drinking some tea.


(Claire and Adanne are drinking tea.)

Adanne: you feel better now?

Claire: mm. (sips at tea) that was so embarrassing.

Adanne: (pause) shit happens

Claire: yeah...

Adanne: you gonna tell me whats wrong?

Claire: (pause) nothing... its..

Adanne: you know im here for you, right? (pause) claire, i lo-

Claire: don't.

Adanne: (pause) okay. (pause) did i do something? i mean, i shouldn't have-

Claire: (laughs) it's not you. i promise. (adanne looks concerned) you're so cute. (kiss on the nose) like a little momma, concerned for her baby. (adanne stiffens) you're so good to me. (claire starts to cry more, catches herself.) im sorry.

Adanne: come here. (holds her, kisses the top of her head) its okay.

Claire: (claire relaxes. sighs into her) you smell so good.

Adanne: mm.

Claire: your skin is so smooth.

Adanne: (laughs) its called moisturizer. you should try it sometime.

Claire: (reaches up to her hair) your hair is soft.

Adanne: (on guard now) you sound surprised.

Claire: why dont you ever let it down during the day?

Adanne: well, i work in an office...

Claire: yeah. if you let it down, id be so distracted. my fingers would be stuck in your hair all day.

(adanne gently removes claires hand from her hair, claire thinks this is an intimate thing, grasps her hand)

Claire: i used to want hair like yours. You know, when I was younger. I dreamed about having an afro- like pam grier or something (laughs) and like... i wanted dark skin so bad. look at me.. i feel so washed out sometimes. see? (holds their hands out together) you're skin is so beautiful. so colorful. im just some plain white jewish girl from jersey. nothing exciting about that.

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Yeah. I think Claire might be cheating on Adanne, the bitch. But we have to wait and let the characters speak for themselves, or something. Writing a play is hard work, yall.