INT. LIVING ROOM
BOYFRIEND walks through the door wearing sunglasses and his suit, he’s returning from work. On the couch sits his GIRLFRIEND, typing on her laptop. She eventually looks up and smiles. Distracted by her work, however, it’s not until Boyfriend is stood in front of her that she realises he is hiding something behind his back.
Long awkward pause, both smiling like idiots.
Hi. (BEAT) You want to know
what’s behind my back?
OK good. You ready?
Delaying a few seconds more, he proffers a rose from behind his back. Girlfriend sits forward and gasps, grins and stands up.
It’s beautiful! What’s the occasion?
Er, there isn’t one? I tried to think of
one. Oh, oh, I know. You handed in
my rent today, folded my laundry, er,
let me play computer games? Ah fuck
it. There’s no reason. You’re just gonna
have to deal with it.
What are we going to keep it in?
We’ll go down to Big Lotts and by a
cheap, pasticy vase thing to stick it
Ah, you’re so romantic.
Er, I mean… We’ll go somewhere
nice looking and buy a nice vase that
is somewhat cost effective.
I love you.
Message delivered then.