the park bench

t h i r t y

lark: oh, this seats taken.

joseph: i don't think so.

lark: you're the one from the diner with jojo!

joseph: [stiffens at nickname] yes.

lark: ...wait, you're twins.

joseph: want to explain to me why my sister's a sobbing mess of a lesbian?

lark: [gulps] i, um, i was being stupid. i freaked out.

joseph: do you like her?

lark: i do.

joseph: i mean that in a romantic kind of way.

lark: i do.

joseph: why did you run, then?

lark: why did i run? oh my god. i'm sorry, i wasn't trying to do anything. i-i...

joseph: chill. answer the question.

lark: ...nothing good ever happens to me.

joseph: are you planning on going anywhere with her?

lark: i want to.

joseph: don't hurt her or i'm coming for you and i will not hesitate to beat you into a bloody blonde mess, jojo's been through enough.

lark: [sits up right] i won't.

joseph: good. [stands up]

lark: good bye.

joseph: bye. oh, and lark? joanne's not just a good thing, she's the best thing that'll ever happen to you.

lark: [whispers] i know.