EXT. DUSK. JUST OUTSIDE SUBWAY PLATFORM.
He looks around as the light falls and the wind snaps at his jacket. He’s fumbling with his headphones, but his mittened fingers are not doing what he wants. He could take his mittens off, but that’s, like, a lot of work. And it’s cold. He starts walking towards his uncertain destination (hint: it rhymes with fhis fhapartment). When he’s half way across the street, he hears someone call his name.
“Oh, perfect timing,” he mutters to himself. He turns around, glaring at the voice. He sees Brynna, his friend from college. “Oh shit. What’s up, Bryn? What’re you doing around here?” he says to her as she hustles up and hugs him. “You came from Harlem for that? I guess, you do you. What are you doing now?”
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“That’s cool. I got nothing doing. Wanna grab a drink?”
They hurry to a bar close by. It’s quiet and the lights are low. Pockets of people are spread intermittently. Everyone just looks like the cold outside, noses bright red, shoulders scrunched close to their necks. They find a booth towards the back that doesn’t have anyone in it, so they invite themselves in. He goes up to get them a round, and she takes out her phone and checks it. After a brief wait, he returns with a Stella for her, a whiskey coke for him. They take a sip, sit back in their seats, and settle in.
“So everything really is good? How’s Jake? How’s your mom and Katie and Mark? They’re good, too?”
He listens as she answers.
He listens as she answers.
He listens as she answers.
Yes, the point is, it’s a lengthy answer. They haven’t seen each other in a while. It’s a lot of catching up to do. You’ll survive.
“I’m glad to hear it’s mostly positive, boo. There’s still some positives in this terrible year.”
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“Agreed, fuck 2016 the most.”
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“I’m doing alright, ya know. Been better. Definitely been worse. But definitely been better.”
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“Uh, yeah, tbh, (he says tbh out loud, because he can be insufferable in his irony), but yeah, tbh I don’t think I’m as good as I thought I was?” He frames it almost as a question. “Like, I’m definitely still in a much better place than I was- yeah exactly, junior year, exactly, I’m better than that. But I think I was better a couple months ago. Which, it isn’t a terrible thing anymore. I’m no longer devastated by acknowledging that. But ya know, it’s not ideal. Cracks in the facade is how I’ve been putting it. I can see the cracks. But they no longer make up most of the facade, so I’ve been trying to look at the positives.”
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“Yeah, I’ve been going back to therapy. It’s been helping. I stopped going for a couple months because the new job, and just the schedule didn’t work. But I’m gonna try and make an appointment soon to stop it snowballing.”
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“It’s just random moods again. It pops up differently now. It’s evolving. I just have been getting anxious more. That part left for a while, but it’s slowly creeping it’s way back. And lately, I’ve been getting angry randomly. For no reason. I don’t get angry really, so it’s weird. Or I didn’t. In some ways it’s good because my default emotion isn’t sadness anymore, I can actually feel other stuff. But I don’t want to get angry for no reason, ya know?”
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“It’s actually really awesome, yeah. I’m really enjoying it. I’m mostly collecting clips for the show, which means watching a lot of hockey and finding it in the archive and stuff. It’s really great, it’s what I want to do. My boss is really cool, too, so that’s a good bonus. And I’ve done other stuff too, like I worked one of the game broadcasts for the Rangers, which was awesome. More stereotypical PA duties, like getting people coffee and making copies and stuff, but still, really really cool.”
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“Thanks, Bryn. Yeah, it really was just a perfect opportunity. And worst case scenario, even if it doesn’t turn into a long term thing, it’s still really good experience, and I feel like there’s a contact somewhere that can lead me into something. And on top of that, it’s just really fucking cool to work there. I met Sam Rosen. I hang out with Ron Duguay. Steve Valiquette knows my name. And these are people that I am used to watching on tv. It’s just a really good time.”
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“Nah, no ladies right now. Been on a couple dates and stuff, but it just hasn’t worked out.”
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“I know, I know it will. It’s hard at times to see that forest through the trees, but I know it will. And those old creeping feelings come back sometimes. But I know.”
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That’s really shitty of them, they shouldn’t do that.”
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She gets up to get them another round, and returns.
“Shit. Craig Sager died.”
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“I know. I got into basketball a little too late to have a full appreciation for him, but it’s still hard. I don’t know why it is, but just, whenever someone famous dies, it just makes me want to let the people I care about know that I love them. It’s a totally selfish reaction, but that’s all I can think about, is telling my mom I love her.”
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“So many. David Bowie.”
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“Alan Rickman.”
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“Gene Wilder, dude.”
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“It’s a garbage year for sure. There were some positives I guess. I watched Always Sunny for the first time. I found a website that has a 24 hour livestream of puppies playing with each other. I moved to a dope ass new apartment. I still have my health for the most part. But yeah, a lot of it sucked. Without even getting into the storm cloud of Trump and Mike Pence and Mitch McConnell and Paul Ryan.”
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“They choose political party over country, and then have the audacity to call Edward Snowden a traitor.”
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“I know. This is two white people having this discussion. We can be worried and shit, but like, we aren’t wearing a hijbab. We won’t be deported just because we might be Mexican. I don’t even a uterus to worry about. I hate pretty much everything that they stand for, but the sad fact is, I won’t really be in that much danger.”
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“See, I disagree. I don’t think we should give him a chance or compromise or whatever. Because compromise makes his thoughts and policies legitimate, and they’re not. They’re just not. He’s gaslighting America. Yes, I’m using the Teen Vogue article. It’s true. He’s making us question what is actually real and sane. Coming closer to his beliefs and compromising doesn’t actually benefit anyone, because his beliefs are so far removed from anything that it’s bullshit. I won’t compromise on some shit, and I won’t move my opinion to the middle for it. Yes, I’m that annoying liberal who everyone hates. Yes, I got called a cuck the other day for calling the Alt-Right Neo-Nazis. I’ve been steadying calling them Alt-Reich more and more because Richard Spencer is fucking scum and a Neo-Nazi.”
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“Nixon got impeached for less than Trump did during the last debate. He is so far beyond anything that the Presidential office has seen before, and we all are just pretending it’s the same as it’s always been. I looked up what Mitt Romney got in trouble for in 2012, his binders full of women comment. He got asked a question about women appointees to his team, and he said he was binders full of women candidates. That’s it! That’s all he said! Trump says worse shit on the daily! Trump made fun of a disabled reporter. Like, there are just so many examples. He’s going with the Seattle Seahawks theory of pass interference. The Seahawks grab and hold on pretty much every play, thinking, correctly, that the refs can’t call it every single play. That’s what Trump is doing with crazy shit. He’s saying so much we just can’t comprehend it.”
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“I guess, but even that I don’t really see. I do want to be an advocate, but a paperclip doesn’t do much.”
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“It is better than nothing, but like, respectfully, I haven’t done nothing. I’ve donated twice to Planned Parenthood, I’ve donated to the ACLU, I’m volunteering. I think, and it’s my opinion totally, that that makes more of an impact. But that’s just me. I don’t want to tell people how to advocate.”
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“You’re right. It’s not my place. I can think whatever, but again, ultimately, I’m not the one who is the most affected.”
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“Yeah. Have you heard that hour mix of all of Quavo’s guest tracks? It’s pretty sweet.”
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“Yeah, no problem, I’ll walk you to the subway.”
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“No, seriously, I’m going that way anyway.”
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“Yes, I know my apartment is the other way, but whatever.”
They venture into the cold. She thanks him for his chivalry, but it’s not chivalry. He just has to go grocery shopping, and he likes the store that is this way.
They part ways.
He walks to the store in the cold, hoping the cute young woman who works the checkout counter is there.
I guess he should abandon this framing device now that Brynna’s gone, huh? I know, Shyamalan twist there. I was he the whole time. Crazy, right. I haven’t wrote in a while. And needed a way to introduce it and to let the topic vary. I’m not good at saying on topic. I don’t know who’s reading this. But if you are, thanks. It helped me vent. And it’s cheaper than therapy. I would know, I’m paying for that too. Anyway. Yeah. Bye. Yeah. Yeah. Bye. Yeah. Uh huh. Nah. Yeah. Nah. Really, I gotta go. Yeah. Yeah. Bye. Yeah. Bye. Seriously, I gotta go. Yeah. Yeah. Well, I love you too. Yeah. Yeah. Okay. Bye.