BY WES ANDERSON.
Boy: Hello
Girl: Hi. I’m on the way from the airport and the front desk won’t give me your room number. What’s your room number?
Boy: 403
G: See ya in a half an hour
B: Wait a second.
G: what?
B: where are you?
G: I’m here.
B: I didn’t say you could come here
G: Can I come there
B: Ok
G: I’ll see you in a half an hour
[Knock on the door]
G: What’s this music?
B: How’d you find me?
G: Wasn’t actually that hard.
G: are you gonna take a bath?
B: it’s for you.
G: who cut your hair?
B: barber in the lobby.
G: what the fuck is going on? How long have you had this hotel room?
B: I dunno
G: More than a week?
B: More than a week.
G: More than a month?
B: More than a month.
G: How much does it cost?
I around 750 million euros or something.
G: How long are you gonna stay?
B: How long are you gonna stay?
G: I’m leaving tomorrow morning. Don’t you think it’s time for you to go home?
B: probably.
G: are you running away from me?
B: I thought I already did.
G: Would you order me a bloddy mary please?
B: Uh, 2 bloody marys.
G: have you slept with anyone?
B:no. have you?
G: no.
B: That was a long pause. I guess it doesn’t really matter.
G: no it doesn’t. what ever happens in the end, I don’t want to lose you as my friend.
B: I promise, I will never be your friend no matter what.ever.
G: if we fuck I’m gonna feel like shit tomorrow.
B: that’s ok with me.
G: I love you. I never hurt you on purpose.
B: I don’t care. Wanna see my view of paris.
G: ok.
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