FUTURE ENDEAVORS BY JEFFREY LO (DOWNLOAD PDF HERE)
CARA and MAX sitting on the floor of an emptied cubicle.
Bankers boxes lie all around them.
MAX: Remember my first day here?
MAX: On my first day here, you were the only person nice to me.
CARA: Oh, I remember that.
CARA: I mean, I’m still the only person nice to you here. So, like, I kinda remember.
MAX: I didn’t think you’d leave here.
CARA: You didn’t?
MAX: Not before me.
CARA: But I started here before you.
MAX: I know but still…
MAX: I don’t know… Or maybe we’d leace together or something.
CARA: Yeah, I get that.
CARA: It’s gonna be weird working somewhere else and not handing you a coffee in exchange for a muffin.
MAX: I mean, we could still do that. I’m only, what, 12 miles away?
CARA: 12 miles in Los Angeles.
MAX: That’s fair.
CARA: You don’t have much longer here either, though, right?
MAX: I don’t know.
CARA: You don’t know.
MAX: Yeah… I haven’t really been looking.
CARA: Why not?
MAX: I dunno. Laziness probably.
CARA: You complain about the things Ron makes you do everyday.
MAX: Let’s be real, I’d complain no matter where I was.
CARA: Hah. That’s the truth.
MAX: I’m gonna miss you.
CARA: I know…
CARA: I’m gonna miss you too.
MAX: What should we do?
CARA: Help me bring these boxes to my car.
CARA and MAX stand up and pick up the boxes around them.
CARA: And then – shots.
CARA and MAX exit.
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