(Pluto reaches for a lightbulb and can't reach. She looks around and then tries to avoid eye contact with a suave guy. He comes over and helps her out. He smiles like the big bad wolf.)
Pluto: Thanks. (She starts to walk away)
Creep: Hey so where ya from? What're ya gonna be when you grow up? Do you like to do stuff? Did I mention I have a car? A job? I'm about to move out of my parent's house?
Pluto: Thanks, I gotta go.
Creep: Where?
Pluto: (pauses to think) Well, I'm gonna miss the train?
Creep: Long Island Railroad?
Pluto: No, just the subway.
Creep: You take a specific train?
Pluto: (Pause) Um, yeah.
(Creep walks away but not before muttering.)
Creep: Bitch.
- Location:In bed with two fuzzy men.
- Mood:
artistic - Music:Jill Scott, Warm up.
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