A: I hate it!
B: Deal with it!
A: No! I won’t tolerate this sad excuse for/ a
B: How dare you?! Really, how dare you? This was/ a
A: I don’t care! I don’t! Get rid of it!
B: So help me God, I/
A: God had nothing to do with that sick mistake. I feel itchy just looking at it.
B: It’s my favorite. I’m not throwing it away, period.
A: When you wear that sweater, I feel like I’m being smothered in a wool factory. I loathe that sad excuse for clothing, and you’re an awful person for perpetuating its continued existence.
B: When I see you look at my sweater, I pity you. You’re the Voldemort of upper body clothing, do you understand that? You’re tyrannical in your anti-sweater crusade.
A: I love sweaters! I’m wearing a sweater right now!
B: ...It’s a pretty mediocre sweater.
A: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!? YOU, with your Jack the Ripper of a sweater, are passing judgement on ME?! I’ll burn it while you sleep. That’s what I’ll do.
B: No you won’t.
A: Probably not.
B: Don’t YOU have any treasured gifts from an aunt or uncle?
A: No. My family’s not as tightly knit as yours.
B: That’s true. Hey, we should plan a trip to see them out in Portland!
A: You think so?
B: Absolutely! And you know what?
B: You know what I’ll bring?
A: I hate you.
B: I’ll bring this wool feast for the eyes with me!
A: Okay, now I WILL burn it while you sleep, and/ I
(yelling over each other simultaneously, devolving into nonsense)
B: I would defend this with my life! I would topple nations before allowing you to besmirch a single fiber of this heavenly blend of rustic aesthetic and snuggly perfection! This is the magnum opus of Western culture! I/
A: I would die before I let that thing pollute the eyes of another innocent human being. I would go to prison if it meant that frizzy abomination was ritualistically torched, and its ashes were thrown into tar pits! You/
CUT TO BLACK
INT. BOUTIQUE - DAY
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(New version is uploading, this one is now hidden)
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And it's a little bare at the moment...could use some vocals ;-)
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