The Guy and Nate. The lines happen as if one long uninterrupted sentence.
THE GUY
Something happens when two people…
NATE
… connect. You can’t really tell…
THE GUY
… where one begins…
NATE
…and the other ends…
THE GUY
… You just know that these people…
NATE
… for this moment that they’re together…
THE GUY
… are really just occupying the same space…
NATE
… and the distinctions…
THE GUY
…evaporate…
NATE
… and the boundaries…
THE GUY
… blur…
NATE
… and happiness…
THE GUY
… happiness…
NATE
… feels inevitable.
A breath.
The Guy whispers the following to Nate.
THE GUY
I knew from the second you came through my door hours before you were expected that I was going to have a terrific time with you. Because the second I saw you, I felt myself relax. I didn’t wanna impress you or ask you how you felt or discuss the current state of our relationship (because I tend to do that sometimes, with guys I like, I tend to cloud things over with too much noise instead of just letting it be) ---
I just wanted to walk over to you, kiss you, give you a hug, and enjoy you being next to me.
If you don’t mind, I kinda wanna keep that up.
Nate smiles. Nate grabs the Guy’s waist and pulls him close. The Guy leans against Nate.
For a second, it’s impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins.
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