Play 179: Fuck the AP’s

CHARACTERS
VINCENT, 17
DAVE, 17

(They’re sitting at a table, it’s late at night.)

DAVE
(Sarcastically.)
Really?

VINCENT
I know I always am, but this is different.

DAVE
How so?

VINCENT
I’m just really exhausted.

DAVE
And that’s different from usual?

VINCENT
You don’t get it.

DAVE
What don’t I get.

VINCENT
I takes me effort to focus my eyes. (Beat.) and they sting.

DAVE
That sucks.

VINCENT
And I feel oddly detached from my body.

DAVE
Are you sure you’re not on drugs?

VINCENT
(Slightly annoyed.)
Yes.

DAVE
Cause you’re sounding kind of like you are.

VINCENT
I’m just really tired.

DAVE
Sure.

(Beat.)

VINCENT
You know what the moral of the story is?

DAVE
What?

VINCENT
Fuck the AP’s.

DAVE
Yeah.

(Beat.)

VINCENT
(Worried.)
Oh shit…

DAVE
What?

VINCENT
I really should study for the one Friday, but I can barely even think, let alone study.

DAVE
So don’t.

VINCENT
Yeah, I don’t really have much of a choice.

(Pause.)

Fuck the AP’s.

DAVE
Amen.

(Blackout.)