Us in another time

8

Our lives in New York - LA

2 years later

New York

Roseanne went home late that night. She almost dragging herself to get inside of the house as she was so tired.

"Hey! Babe, I'm home" she greeted as soon as she opened the front door.

A woman dressed in a beige pleated long skirt, paired with nude pumps and white button down shirt, is setting the table, putting some plates and glasses.

"Sorry I'm late. I got hung up at the office" Rosie said as she puts her keys at the table near the front door. She walks towards the dining area where the woman is

"On the phone with some bean-counters from Huggies" Rosie adds as she draws near the dining room

The woman now is lighting the candles

"Did you remember the wine?"

"The what?" Rosie looks so lost as she puts her bag down

"The wine" The woman looks at her, and is waiting for her reply

Rosie took a deep breath realizing she forgot about it.

"I forgot. You know what? I'll get it, right now." As she looks at her watch

"Hmm hmm don't bother, I already picked it up" said the woman flatly, as she lights the last candle

"Then why'd you ask me if I got it then?"

"Because I knew you wouldn't remember that I asked you" the woman raised her voice. Trembling and on the verge of crying. She clears her throat before continuing

" I knew you'd forget it." Her voice changed, softer now, calmer. She walks passed Rosie to get the wine that Rosie forgot

"Well, that's something of a self fulfilling prophecy then, huh?" Rosie walks to the next room, as she took off her coat

"You know what, Roseanne? You're never here, and even when you are here, you're still not here" The woman raised her voice again

"I'm here right now" said Rosie from another room

"Have you seen my black shirt? Should I go with black? Or red? Or just white like yours?"

The woman didn't answer, as she sits down and pulled herself together. Her head in her hands, she breathes.

"Can't do it anymore, Rosie" said the woman, still her head on her hands

"Can't do what?" Asked Roseanne who opens the refrigerator and look for something

"This"

Rosie looked back at the woman, who's back at her, then closes the fridge

"What are you tryna say?" Rosie asked, she swallowed a non existing saliva, her mouth was dry

"I don't know, Rosie, I think we need to take a break."

Roseanne didn't know what else to say, she just stood there looking at the back of the woman she loves that's now asking her for break up. Then the door bell rings.

Los Angeles

Jennie was at this record store, buying some CDs. She was scanning scanning and scanning to find something she might like. Her hair was tied in a high pony tail, she was wearing dark blue coat and a hand bag that's clutched to her arm. As she was scanning those stacks of cd, she moved to her left, to scan another row of CDs. There's another lady whose doing the same thing as Jennie, Jennie quickly glance at the lady, and back down to the rows of CD, the lady does the same too.