Pipeline (TCG Edition)

A girl’s dormitory. Bedroom. Jasmine and Omari. JASMINE: Tell me you wasn’t lookin’ at her. OMARI: I wasn’t lookin’ at her. JASMINE: Oughta cut her face. OMARI: I wasn’t lookin’ at her. JASMINE: Thinkin’ she’s so cute. OMARI: I wasn’t lookin’ at her. JASMINE: She ain’t that cute. OMARI: I was kinda lookin’ at her. JASMINE: What? OMARI: Just like a little bit. JASMINE: What’s a little bit? OMARI: Like modestly. With no intention. Just observing. JASMINE: What you got to be observing for? OMARI: To take in my surroundings. Learn the world. Not be just tied up in my own existence and nothin’ else. JASMINE: Everything’s more important to you than me. OMARI: You important to me. JASMINE: Not hardly. You just biding your time. Till you figure out what to do next. Ain’t that it? OMARI: Why would you say that? JASMINE: Cuz I don’t like to talk at nothin’. I like to say exactly what’s what. OMARI: You wanna know what’s what? JASMINE: Yeah. I wanna know. OMARI: I don’t know where I’m gonna be two days from now. Or two hours. And I can’t be pretending we in some fairy tale fantasy where all I need to do is chill with you in a castle with our horses or whatever. JASMINE: Horses? OMARI: Or whatever. I’ono. Whatever they got in castles. Truth is I got too many worries and bein’ with you don’t make ’em go nowhere. You feel me? JASMINE: You sayin’ I’m addin’ to your stress level? OMARI: I’m sayin’ I got stresses. Real ones. And hiding out in your dorm ain’t doin’ nothin’ but prolonging the inevitable. JASMINE: This some wack version of a breakup? OMARI: It’s just me bein’ honest. JASMINE: Well fuck your honesty. Seriously, Omari, you