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LANDON:Yeah, she looked like shit earlier.

ELLIS:Don't you dare say that to her!

LANDON:You know what I mean. I'm checking on her.

ELLIS:Well, like I said, she went home.

LANDON:Why do you have her phone then?

ELLIS:She must of forgot it.

LANDON:Oh I almost forgot, you two are so close you check each other’s messages, right? Nice, I’m sure you had a ball going through ours.

ELLIS:For your information, I was checking to see if it was Lori. Craig and I are kinda running interference here so Kat could go home. Unlike some people, we recognize that she’s overwhelmed and try to help instead of adding to it.

LANDON:What the fuck does that mean?

ELLIS:You figure it out.

LANDON:Yeah, ok, so I guess you do know everything. Probably listening in on our phone conversations too. Jimmy’s about the biggest douche I know, but I’ll be sure to warn him about this little game you two play. I saw you jumping around like little school girls while he did his sprints yesterday.

ELLIS:Oh you mean right after Lori told us that you weren’t doing that sleazy TV show you signed up to do right in Kat’s face? That’s about the only moment I can recall in the past—how long have you two been sleeping together?—that she hasn’t had "I need a Xanax" written across her forehead.

LANDON:(Sniffs, clears throat) Whatever you say, man. Geezus, you two are something else. I’m out of here. I’ve got a game to play.

ELLLIS:Fuck you Landon Ryan. You really are a dumb jock.

LANDON:Say what now?

ELLIS:Whodoyouthinkyouare?

LANDON:Excuseme?

ELLIS:You heard me: Who do you think you are? That girl is holding so much in. Soooo much! She has the whole world on her shoulders: an evil bitch for a mother, a sadistic monster of a boss, the creepiest ex in the whole fucking world. She lives in a shoebox, drives a piece of junk, and buries herself in her work so she doesn’t have to deal with all the fucked up shit that’s happened to her. So what if she finally confessed to me that she’s in love with you? She was going to have a breakdown if she didn’t get something off her chest. Any personwith eyes could see that…Or apparently not everyone.

LANDON:Heyshe’stheoneplayinggameswithme,man.

ELLLIS:Playing games? She’s not playing games; she’s terrified you’re going to break her heart and leave her without a job and a source of income to support herself. Don’t you get that? And you had to go and sleep with Layla Lamar just to rub it in her face.

LANDON:What? I wouldn’t fuck that snobby bitch with someone else’s dick. If Katie thinks any of that then she doesn’t know me at all.

ELLIS:No dumbass, she doesn’t know you, that’s the point. How can you know someone you’ve only known a little over a month? If she leaves this job because she’s fucking you, whether she quits or gets caught, Lori will destroy her professional reputation. Guaranteed. Andwithyourverywelldocumentedhistorywithwomen…damn dude, forgive a girl for being cautious. Especially after all the shit she’s been through.

Bleep.Bleep.Bzzzz.

LANDON:That’s my phone. The game’s about to start; I have to go. She’s home resting, that’s good. We can deal with all this other shit after the game.

ELLIS:Hold on, wait, there’s uhh, there’s something else and I’m kinda freaking out about it.

LANDON:Mmmhmm?

ELLIS:Youreallycareabouther?

LANDON:Idon’thavetimeforthisshitrightnow…

ELLIS:Do you really care about her? As more than just some conquest?

LANDON:I’m here, aren’t I? I’m trying to see if she’s okay.

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