The manager and the director

The fight

Des and Trish were sitting on the beach. They had been there all night, staring at the stars.
At one time the police had come to say "guys the beach is closed please leave," but their love was so strong that he was like oh ok never mind, and left.

Dez looked down at Trish and whispered "what are we going to do about Austin and Alley?"

"What do you mean?" She whispered back. Her voice started shaking.

Dez hugged her. "It's okay. But we need to tell them. Austin IS my best friend."

Trish sighed. "Yeah I guess so...."

Then they heard a call across the beach. It was Austin and Alley! They stopped when they saw Dez and Trish sitting together and hugging.

"You guys what did we just walk in on?" Alley asked in surprise.

Austin was enraged. "Dez what is this? we were supposed to eat pancakes together but you ditched me and I couldn't eat all of them so I had to throw away PERFECTLY GOOD PANCAKES! Bro do you see the issue here?!!"

Dez looked Austin square in the eyes and said "buddy, you know that refrigerators exist right?"

Austin yelled "oh yeah well your face is a refrigerator!!"

Dez screamed back "oh yeah well..... So is yours!"

This killer comeback caught everyone off guard.

Alley started crying.  "Austin lets go were clearly not wanted here...." said choking back tears.

"Alley no!" Trish said, standing up. " wait!" But Alley was already running down the Beach with her face in her hands.

Dez was fuming. "We don't need them," he spat, "we have each other. We can make pancakes. We can do the 'what up?!" Handshake thingy."

Trish was crying "I'm not Austin and you're not Alley! We've made a huge mistake!"

Dez stopped. "What did you say?" He quietly asked.

Trish wiped her eyes. "I said that we made a mistake!"

She ran down the beach towards the cellphone cart. For one in her life, she was on time for work.

She left Dez standing there on the beach. He kicked the sand. He realized that he was singing "living your dream" by Raini Rodriguez under his breath. He put his head in his hands, and crumpled to his knees.