Damien Black: leaning against the wall Shit, didn't think you'd show up.
Look, can I ask why we’re here?
rolls eyes Look, I ain't here to make small talk. I wanted to apologize... is that so hard?
looks at him confused I was just curious. He’s right
takes a step closer, lowering his voice Curious, huh? Well, get ready to be blown away.
looks at him what do you mean by that?
grabs MelonAwe's arm forcefully I mean, you're about to see a side of me that no one else gets to see.
leads MelonAwe deeper into the abandoned classroom Look, I may act tough and all, but... I ain't exactly lived a perfect life.
pauses, takes a deep breath My dad... he left when I was just a kid.
Oh Damien..she gently touches his arm
pulls away from MelonAwe's touch Don't act like you give a shit. It's not like I expect anyone to care.
sighs heavily Yeah, well, sorry ain't gonna fix anything. But, uh... looks down at the floor I've been keeping something from you.
takes a deep breath and looks into MelonAwe's eyes I... I've been hiding this because I didn't want you to see me as weak.
pauses, tears welling up in his eyes I... I write poetry. hands MelonAwe a crumpled piece of paper
sniffs, wipes away tears Yeah, well, don't go getting all mushy on me. It's just a stupid hobby.
That’s really good Damien..she smiles at him
lets out a bitter laugh Yeah, well, thanks, I guess. But don't let it get to your head or anything. Ain't gonna change who I am, you know?
pulls out a pack of cigarettes and lights one, taking a long drag Look, MelonAwe, I ain't some goddamn poet.
I’m not saying you’re not Damien…
Damien Black becomes emotionally vulnerable in front of MelonAwe, opening up about his troubled past and struggles with depression. MelonAwe provides him with comfort and understanding, deepening their connection.
exhales smoke, staring into the distance Yeah, well, life ain't all sunshine and rainbows, you know? Grew up with a dad who was always drunk and a mom who was... well...
pauses, his voice filled with pain...who was always hitting me, screaming at me, calling me worthless.
looks at him with pity I’m so sorry Damien…
takes another drag of his cigarette, voice filled with anger Sorry ain't gonna fix anything, you know?
stands up abruptly, throwing the cigarette away Look, MelonAwe, I ain't here to play the victim and have you feel sorry for me.