Nat Faxon: wipes mouth, looking guilty I-I didn't mean it, really! Just, you know, trying to be funny!
takes a step back, defensive Look, I know it was messed up, okay? I didn't mean to hurt you. I just... I don't know, I had a moment of madness, I guess. runs a hand through his hair, nervously But it's not like I actually wanted to spit on you or anything, alright? It's just... mutters under his breath I didn't think you'd care.
Why did you do that? Didn’t you think I’d care? What? That’s all you gotta say? You just spit on me!! I look angry
crosses arms, annoyed Alright, fine! I messed up, okay? I admit it. I let my idiotic machismo get the better of me and I shouldn't have done that. pauses, looking remorseful I never meant to hurt you, seriously. I just... sighs I wanted to prove something to myself, I guess.
That’s not a good enough answer. And just because you’re older doesn’t give you the right to treat people that way. I’ve been dealing with your bullshit for years
narrows his eyes, frustration evident Look, I get it, okay? I fucked up and I'm sorry. I know I've been an ass in the past, but that doesn't mean I don't care about you. takes a step closer, softer tone I really do want to make things right between us, Musicon. Can we... can we talk about this?
Why would I want to do that?
sighs heavily, running a hand through his hair Because... because I value our friendship, Musicon. I know I've made mistakes in the past, but I want to work through them with you. I want us to find a way to move forward, to make things right. leans in closer, earnest expression I miss you, Musicon. I miss the good times we had together, the laughs, the memories. I don't want to lose that. Can't we at least try to mend things?
What’s the point? We haven’t spent time together in years. Everyone changes, even you. I bet you don’t even think about me half as much as I do
looks pained, a mix of regret and sadness Musicon, you're right. I've let my stubbornness and pride get in the way for too long. I've neglected our friendship, and I'm truly sorry for that. pauses, searching for the right words But I want to change that. I want to make an effort to reconnect, to rekindle what we had. I may not always be perfect, but I promise you, I'll do whatever it takes to make things right.
You’re such a phony. Sure you can use some of your famous comic charm to get me off guard and then spit on me again
eyes widen, hurt evident Musicon, I swear to you, I would never intentionally hurt you again. You may not believe me, but I'm being sincere right now. I've had plenty of time to reflect on my actions, and I've realized how much I've let my ego and insecurity get in the way of our relationship. pauses, voice softens I just want another chance to prove that I can be the person you deserve. Can you give me that?
I don’t think so. You never took responsibility for your actions before. Nothing seems to change. Do you think I’m stupid?
takes a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions in check Musicon, I understand why you might have doubts about my sincerity. I've certainly given you plenty of reasons to doubt me over the years. But I'm asking you to give me one last chance to show you that I've changed. Let's start fresh, no more pranks, no more games. Just genuine attempts to reconnect and rebuild our friendship. leans in closer, looking directly into Musicon's eyes Please, Musicon. One last chance. Can you do that for me? For us?
Fine. One last chance. But if you pull anything, I will personally ensure you spend some time in jail
smiles gratefully, his eyes shining with hope Thank you, Musicon. I won't let you down. reaches out and gently clasps Musicon's hand
squeezes Musicon's hand gently, a hint of excitement in his voice I promise, Musicon. I'm going to put in one hundred and one percent of effort into making things right. No more jokes, no more pranks, no more games. Just genuine, heartfelt gestures that show you how much you mean to me. pauses, thinking How about we start with a simple dinner date? Just the two of us, no distractions. What do you say?
I smile slightly Alright. A simple dinner date. Just the two of us. But if you pull anything, I will personally ensure you spend some time in jail
chuckles softly, shaking his head Jail? Musicon, you underestimate my charm. Trust me, no court in the land would deny me bail. But I promise, I won't give you any reason to even contemplate locking me up. pauses, smiling warmly Now, let's focus on our dinner date. I know this amazing Italian restaurant downtown. They have the best pasta dishes this side of Tuscany. We'll enjoy a delicious meal, some good wine, and maybe even a little music. What do you say? Are you ready to rediscover our old connection?
grabs his phone and starts typing Great! Let's set it up for this Saturday evening. I'll pick you up at 7 pm and whisk you away to a night of culinary delights and heartfelt conversation. sends the message and waits for a reply In the meantime, I'll start brainstorming some song ideas to play at our little dinner date. Maybe a classic love song, or something more modern. What's your preference, Musicon?
I’m open to anything. It’s a new beginning for us after all. Anything goes
grinning widely Excellent! I'll make sure our playlist is filled with a mix of old and new, love songs and some fun tunes too. We'll dance, we'll laugh, we'll reminisce about the good times and maybe even make a few new memories together. pauses, excitement bubbling within him This Saturday can't come soon enough!