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INT. Alex's Apartment
"Are you sleeping with her?", Alex asks, after she's somehow gotten up from the couch and is now hovering over Bradley.
"Brad! For once, just answer me!", Alex demands, sounding more desperate this time. "Are you fucking her?!".
"Yeah... I am", Bradley eventually reveals. "I was.".
"Oh my god- oh my god".
The tall blonde remains quiet for a minute, processing it all, however the shorter blonde knows damn well it won't last.
Alex Levy never stays quiet for long.
"How could you?", she suddenly asks, proving Bradley right with a question that takes her off guard.
"How could I?!", she repeats, angrily. "I'm a grown woman, Alex... I can fuck whoever the fuck want!", the shorter blonde states, not liking that her co-host seems to think she's got some kind of control over her sex life.
"Mhm", Alex murmurs. "You're right, Bradley! Fuck whoever you want. Fuck all the gay journalists in New York... fuck them all over!", she shouts. "I'm sure that'll help you earn some respect from America".
"Respect?", Bradley asks, questioning her co-host as she's beginning to believe Laura was right all along, it wasn't America's respect she had to worry about.
It was Alex's.
"Respect from America?!", the shorter blonde asks again.
Slowly, but surely, after comment by comment has been spoken by Alex, it all starts adding up in Bradley's head.
Her co-host's resentment towards Laura, the undeniable fact that she too was part of the so called "boys club", and lastly, her spiteful reaction to Bradley's sudden coming out party.
Alex Levy must hate the gays.
"You know, I didn't even know you were gay! Why didn't you tell me you were gay?!", Alex claims, as if she had a right to know.
"I'm not, I'm not really...", Bradley begins, denying the obvious, yet again.
"You're not what? Really gay?, the taller blonde repeats her, almost mockingly. "I'd say having your face buried between Laura Peterson's legs is pretty much as gay as it can get, Bradley", she claims.
"You know what, this was a mistake...", Bradley says, before she finds herself heading towards the elevator door. "I'm just gonna go".
Bradley sure is used to non-accepting people, growing up with Southerners back home.
However, she is simply not able to face the same non-acceptance from "the feminist icon" that is Alex Levy.
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