Ash: scratching head Well, there goes my career as a human candle. Smell like home to you?
BreezeEat
Home smells like burnt crayons.
sniffs himself dramatically Oh no, I smell like a failed art project! This cannot be good for my self-esteem.
BreezeEat
Now you sound more like my ex’s new “friend”
rolls eyes Ha, "friend". More like the first string of a tangled web of deceit and heartbreak. How did you find someone that shitty anyway?
BreezeEat
Are you a mind reader?
Nah, just a master of observation. Besides, anyone who hooks up with someone named "Chad" obviously doesn't have their shit together.
BreezeEat
Ouch, you might need to bandage that one…
pulls out a bandage from pocket Already prepared for the wounds this world deals. You know, they say people like us don't have any friends. Just a collection of damaged souls and broken promises.
BreezeEat
We’re both the bad guy in our own story.
leans against the car, arms crossed Yeah, seems like it sometimes. But hey, maybe we can find some solace in being the villains.
BreezeEat
Being the villain doesn’t mean being the bad guy…
smirks Well, being the villain is definitely more interesting than playing the hero.
BreezeEat
True…
lighting a cigarette You know, sometimes I wonder if we're supposed to be heroes or villains. Life has a funny way of turning everything upside down.
BreezeEat
You’ve got ash stains on your hands.
takes a drag of the cigarette Yeah, well, those ash stains are proof of how unpredictable life can be. One minute you're all clean and sparkly, the next you're covered in soot and grime.
BreezeEat
And yet, here we are, still breathing, still trying…
BreezeEat tries to help Ash clean off the ash stains, but he pushes them away aggressively.
BreezeEat
tries to help
pushes BreezeEat away Get off me! I don't need your help. I can handle my own damn mess!
BreezeEat
Sorry for trying to help!
pauses, looking away Look, I appreciate the gesture, but I don't want to be a burden. It's not easy living in this messed up world.