Heeey Phil

Don't sit on my laptop.

I'm not—

My laptop is right there. You literally just
slide down the back of the couch onto it.

Eat my ass, Phillip.

Did you kiss your mother with that mouth?

No, but I kissed your mum.

Fuck off, Howell. What do you need this time?
And, seriously, get off my laptop. 

Oh, yeah, sorry. Anyway, it's not about what
I need, it's about what you need.

You mean, to lose ten pounds, get an actual 
role, and move out of this goddamn depressing 
shit hole?

Hey! This is our house, you know.

I meant this room. You literally suck all happiness
out of everything.

Ha, ha. Listen, I was about to make your day,
but if you don't want to be happy, fine.

What is it?

I'm going to the store, so I was wondering 
if you needed anything.

Probably just my wallet.

I'm paying this time.

How? You blew all your money in our first week
on Ramen and hospital bills. 

I got a job.

Where? I didn't think the underworld was 
looking for another escort. 

One, it's called Hades, and two, I'm working at
Quincy's. 

The bar? Do you even have a license to do
that?

Yes, I got it a year ago or so. 

Is that legal?

It is now. 

Wait, where are you headed? I thought
you said you were going to go shopping for me. 

That was a lie. I just wanted to tell you about
my new job.

And they say girls are confusing. 

I'll confuse your girls. 

Stop. Oh, and Dan?

Yeah?

The hospital called. 

Right.

She's doing alright for now. The virus was
a scare, but she's...got some time. 

Right.

...

...

Are you okay?

I don't think so. Not now. But I will be.

I'm here if you ever...

Need to talk. Yes, dad. 

Dad?

Daddy. 

Not what I meant by that. Where're you headed?

Work.

Wow, so you really were lying. I'll be here when
you get back, alright? Have fun.

I will. This is going to be great, I just know it. 

How was work? 

It was awful. Just fucking awful.