I Couldn't Think of a Title, So Here We Are / by Jeffrey Lo

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I COULDN’T THINK OF A TITLE, SO HERE WE ARE BY JEFFREY LO
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LUISA and VICTOR.

 

VICTOR:I don’t understand.

LUISA: What don’t you understand.

VICTOR: I don’t understand what you think we are.

LUISA: What is there not to understand.

VICTOR: Do you like me?

LUISA: Most of the time, yes.

VICTOR: Do you like being with me?

LUISA: Most of the time, yes.

VICTOR: Do you like –

LUISA: How is this relevant?

VICTOR: Do you like sleeping with me?

LUISA: Most of the time, yes.

VICTOR: SO THEN WHAT ARE WE!?

LUISA: I don’t know.

 

Pause.

 

VICTOR: Do you see my confusion?

LUISA: No.

VICTOR: What do you mean, no!?

LUISA: No means no.

VICTOR: ok, don’t put it like that.

LUISA: Like what?

VICTOR: Like I’m trying to force you into –

LUISA: But are you?

VICTOR: I’m not trying to force you into that!

LUISA: But are you trying to force me into… anything?

 

Pause.

 

VICTOR:I just don’t understand why you don’t –

LUISA: I like you. I like being around you. I like fucking you. Those are all facts.

VICTOR: So what are we?

 

LUISA shrugs.

 

VICTOR: FUCK!

LUISA: Look, no one is making you to stay in this.

VICTOR: I know.

LUISA: If you don’t want to be in this, you don’t have to –

VICTOR: I know I know but…

LUISA: But what?

VICTOR: But I want to be in this…

LUISA: Ok, then.

VICTOR: Do you want to be in this?

LUISA: For the most part, yes.

 

Pause.

Beat.

 

VICTOR: But –

LUISA: Victor!

VICTOR: What?

LUISA: Don’t say anything.

 

VICTOR doesn’t say anything.

Beat.

Lights fade.

 

END OF PLAY.