More Than Sex

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You-(puts on your shoes and a jacket and leaves)

Your Thoughts-ugh fuck both of them. Neither knows how to treat girl. It's more than fucking compliments and bomb sex. Shit. Man I can't stand them. It's really dark out here and foggy. I should go back

You-(turns around) holy apple juice

???-chill it's me

you-what Lopez?

Ray-really?

You-what you want?

Ray-where are you going?

You-I don't know. Just away from you and Chaz

Ray-what did I do?

You-always putting me after something

Ray-cause I want to get high, sorry

You-it's not just that

Ray-what is it?

You-other girls, your boys, your fucking thug shit

Ray-banging

You-yes

Ray-(bites his lip)

You-no

Ray-what?

You-nothing

Ray-you really think this is just sex for me?

You-pretty much

Ray- it's not

You-whatever

Ray-why do you do that?

You-what?

Ray-shut down when you don't get your way

You-cause I can

Ray-I'm Tryna change for you but

You-no buts Ray

Ray-that's why I stopped fooling around with you

You-what?

Ray-never mind forget it.

You-(walks away from him)

Ray-stop, it's dark out here

You-so, what do you care?

Ray-(grabs your arm turning you around) cause I love you

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