Setting: Our living room.
Adam asleep on the couch.
Lauren watching Bridget Jone's Diary.
Adam: Is your time extended for tomorrow?
Lauren: My time for what?
Adam: Your time for your performance.
Lauren: What performance?
Adam: That rodeo that you're watching.
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1 comment:
No matter how much you might like to - you can't go running off to be a rodeo clown now, ya hear?
Sue
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