Not Saying Sorry

int. Bedroom - day

CAMBER, 19, is laying in her bed. She is talking on the phone with JAIME, 23.

CAMBER

Why are you sorry?

Jaime

I don't know.

CAMBER

When you say sorry too much it loses its meaning. Rendering it useless. So next time you say sorry, you better have a good reason why.

JAIME

Well, I would never be in the position to be sorry for anything.

CAMBER

BULLL...SHIT

JAIME

What its true.

CAMBER

(giggling)

BULL.. SHIT

JAIME

Well I'm sorry then.

CAMBER

Why are sorry?

JAIME

Cause I suck.

CAMBER

(yelling)

Stop talking down about yourself!

JAIME

I hate you.

CAMBER

Fine.

JAIME

I mean it.

CAMBER

I hate you too.

JAIME

You're so mean.

CAMBER

Apparently you don't know me like you think you do.

JAIME

But you're awesome at the same time. That doesn't make any sense.

CAMBER

I'm tired.

JAIME

You should go to sleep.

CAMBER

Two more minutes.

JAIME

However long you need.

Camber falls asleep on the phone. Jaime, the insomniac continues with his work as he listens to Camber on the other side of the phone.

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