From: Like Objects Waiting to Topple

by Zachary Lopane 

SOPHIE’s apartment. It’s far more lived in than JACK’s place, and much smaller. There are only two rooms: the bathroom and the bedroom-kitchen-living-room.  

 

On every surface there is some shirt or skirt or tchotchke or unfinished craft or decorative light. Despite this, the apartment is welcoming and miraculously unclaustrophobic.  

 

ELLIE stands in the doorway separating the two rooms, clearly in the process of getting ready.  

 

SOPHIE sits on her bed, doing her makeup in a small mirror on her bedside table in the glow of warm light. She only looks up at ELLIE in quick glances. 

 

The sun is setting, and the evening chatter from outside can be heard. The world feels, at once, alive. 

 

Sophie 

Stop, it’s good! 

You look good. 

 

Ellie 

I look like. 

A librarian.  

 

Sophie 

People are into that, y’know. 

 

Ellie 

I’m not trying to-/ 

 

Sophie 

I’m just saying. 

 

Ellie 

It’s just not what I thought we were going for tonight.  

 

Sophie 

We’re not “going for” anything. 

Just trying to have fun.  

You can have fun looking like/ a librarian. 

 

Ellie 

Can I just borrow one of your tops?/  

 

Sophie 

You always do this! You don’t need to-/ 

 

Ellie 

I was thinking that little black one you were wearing/ last week? 

 

Sophie 

Fine, whatever.  

If it’ll get us out of here faster/ 

 

Ellie 

I owe you my life/ 

 

Sophie 

It’s hanging around here… 

(SOPHIE glances around the room without truly looking.) 

 

Sophie 

Somewhere. Maybe try/ the bathroom? 

 

Ellie 

I’ll check the- 

Yeah. 

 

 (ELLIE turns and looks around the bathroom and begins flipping through clothes hanging from the shower curtain rod.) 

 

Ellie 

Y’know, I might be able to find it if you actually cleaned up in here. 

 

Sophie 

What? 

 

ellie 

(speaking up) I was just saying it wouldn’t hurt to reorganize a bit. 

 

Sophie 

I don’t have any space to reorganize.  

 

(half-beat) 

 

Sophie 

Y’know, not everyone can live in their brother’s fancy/ apartment. 

 

Ellie 

/Found it! 

 

(ELLIE begins to get changed into the new shirt.) 

 

Sophie 

And anyways I don’t need to make it any easier for you to take my clothes.  

 

(beat) 

 

(ELLIE steps out of the bathroom, still adjusting her outfit. For the first time, SOPHIE really looks up.) 

 

Ellie 

What were you saying? 

 

Sophie 

It’s just- 

Nothing.  

 

Ellie 

(laughing) What? 

 

Sophie 

Nothing-  

You were right.  

 

(half-beat) 

 

Sophie 

This- You look great. 

 

Ellie 

I told you! 

 

(They look at each other for a moment.) 

 

Sophie 

Come here for a sec, let me see something/ 

 

(ELLIE steps closer.) 

 

Ellie 

What? 

 

 

Sophie 

Your eyeliner. It’s a little smudged.  

 

Ellie 

Oh shit/ I’ll- 

 

Sophie 

I’ll fix it. Don’t worry about it. 

 

(ELLIE sits down on the bed and leans in.) 

 

(half-beat) 

 

(SOPHIE begins fixing her makeup.) 

 

Ellie 

Don’t make it worse- 

 

(ELLIE pulls away for a moment. 

 

(SOPHIE give her a pleading look, and ELLIE leans in again.) 

 

ELLIE 

I mean you’re the one in a rush and if I have to redo/ this- 

 

Sophie 

I won’t have to redo it if you- 

(laughing) Stay still. 

 

(beat) 

 

Sophie 

How are things with you and Adam?  

You sounded…Stressed. On the phone. 

 

Ellie 

They’re/ fine- 

 

Sophie 

Fuck! I messed it up um… 

Sorry, let me grab a wipe. 

 

(ELLIE watches as SOPHIE moves some things on the nightstand.) 

 

Sophie 

That one was on me. 

 

(SOPHIE moves closer to ELLIE’s face again and goes back to fixing her makeup.) 

 

 

Sophie 

What were you saying? 

 

 

Ellie 

I think- 

I don’t know but- 

I think It’s over for us. / 

 

Sophie 

Oh shit, what um- 

I’m sorry.  

 

(half-beat) 

 

Sophie 

How did it happen? I thought you guys were/   

 

Ellie 

No I mean-  

Stop. Don’t be sorry. 

We’re still together. But I think, tomorrow, I’ll tell him. 

It’s just. Not. Working. I don’t know.  

 

Sophie 

El/ 

 

(ELLIE leans back a little.) 

 

Ellie 

It’s like when I’m with him- 

When I’m with him, everything is happening and it’s fine but like-  

I’m not really there? 

Like, of course, I am really there I just- 

 

(half-beat) 

 

Ellie 

You know when you’re driving somewhere you’ve been before. Like the kind of drive where you’ve done it so much you don’t even think about it?  

And you’re in the driver’s seat and you’re making all the right turns but you don’t even- 

I mean, you blink and you’re home. And it’s nice to be home, really, it is nice. 

And sure. You get to skip the traffic but- 

Maybe I wanted to enjoy the ride? 

Like, when I’m with other people, when I’m with you I get to be present, like really take everything in.  

And it’s obviously not the same situation, I mean… 

 

(half-beat) 

 

 

Ellie 

I mean I’ve been with him for what? Coming on six months? 

And already, we do the same things over and over and- 

Adam is sweet, he’s so so nice. 

I’m worried I-  

I don’t want to get stuck. 

 

(half-beat) 

 

Ellie 

I’m just taking the next exit.  

 

Sophie 

I’m sorry, I had no idea it wasn’t, um, working like you’d want it to? 

 

Ellie 

Stop it, it’s fine. Sometimes things just aren’t…meant to be, y’know? 

 

(ELLIE leans in one more time, SOPHIE just looks as her and smiles.) 

 

Sophie 

No, El. You’re all set.  

 

(They look at each other.) 

 

(ELLIE looks in the mirror.) 

 

Ellie 

It looks great, thanks. 

 

(for a moment, their eyes meet in the mirror..) 

 

Sophie 

Come on, let’s go.  

 

END SCENE 

 

 

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