Dramatis Personae
HARRISON, a 23 year old male
GUY, a male in his early 20s inexplicably dressed in flannels
Setting: A men’s bathroom at a public university. HARRISON is washing his hands. GUY exits a stall, looks around with quick, jerky movements, as if to suggest unease or paranoia. He notices HARRISON. Approaching with awkwardly big, imprecise steps, he closes the gap between them (though not to the extent that the two are uncomfortably close).
GUY (with a loud but un-emotive voice): HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN IN HERE.
HARRISON (holding his dripping hands out in front of him): Umm…I guess not long enough to understand why the answer to that question would be important to you.
GUY inhales sharply and loudly through the nose, as if he has nasal congestion and is straining to force the air into his lungs. Pause, GUY'S chest all puffed-up from the intake of oxygen. Then, he breathes out with equal flair. Pause, in which GUY does not seem to be breathing at all. HARRISON remains motionless.
GUY: ALRIGHT.
Guy exits with the same awkward steps, without washing his hands. HARRISON, his wet hands continuing to drip water into the sink, takes a look to the door, followed by one quick look in the direction of the stalls. He exits quickly without drying his hands, kicking the door open with his foot in order to avoiding touching it.
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