"Lately I've been, I've been *sniff* losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
Baby I've been, *sniff* I've been praying hard
Said no more counting dollars, we'll be, we'll be counting stars-"
*sniff*
"Bethany...? Are you alright?"
"A-Alex..."
"Hey... It's fine... What's wrong..."
"Nothing... I'm c-completely fine..."
"I might not be able to see you, but I can hear that you're distressed. Come on. Telling someone always makes it easier to cope with..."
"Uh... um... Brody... B-Brody ch-cheated on m-me..."
"..."
*sniff*
"Who's Brody?"
"A...An... AN INSENSITIVE BASTARD! THAT'S WHO HE IS!"
"He was your... boyfriend...?"
"Y-yeah..."
"You have a boyfriend...?"
"No. Not anymore..." *sniff*
"I'm - I'm sorry..."
"Don't be. I should have realised it sooner... Better for me, I guess. Now I can find someone who actually cares about me..."
"Oh... okay..."
"Thanks..."
"You're welcome."
"What can I say except, you're welcome?"
"I shouldn't have said anything."
"Too bad."
"Hehe... You have a nice laugh."
"..."
"..."
"I'm getting out now. Please leave the room."
"Since you asked so nicely. Bye."
*sigh*
"Thanks for making me laugh... Alex..."
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Shower Stalls - A Dialogue Story
Short Story"Rockabye? By Clean Bandit?" "ARGH! What the heck? Who's that?" "I'm not telling." "What are you doing in here?" "This is a public restroom." "I know that! But what's a guy doing in here?"
