"Hi" she says, out of breath
"Hi..." he replies, a cautious confusion
"Listen, I know it been long-"
"Too long" he interjects.
A frown.
"Yes, TOO LONG, but here I am now. So how are you?"
A shrug
"Fine I guess..."
"And, how's things? The band? The gig?"
"No"
A confused look.
"No?"
"No, I shall not be answering all those. You tell me, why are you here?"
A blink.
"Well, I am here because I want to be..."
A scraping chair.
"Wait! No, okay I am here because I need to be?"
Footsteps.
"Please! I am here because I missed you."
A pause.
"Not true."
Furious nods.
"Well... You inspired my best works and lately I can't seem to write or draw or sing or run off to anywhere. Apart from you it seems.. So I have been thinking about you. And us. And it was just unanswered messages and misunderstood looks."
A silence.
"Was that all it was?"
A tense silence.
A sigh.
"Goodbye June."
