Waves of blue light illuminate the apartment. Blake is in bed, in his underwear, twisted up in the sheets. The blue light gives way to interior lighting in the apartment and sun floods in through the windows. Keys are heard and Kevin enters through the front door carrying groceries. Blake rolls over. He sits up in bed, rubs his eyes.

Blake
Good morning.

Kevin
It’s 12:30.

Blake
12:30?

Kevin moves through the room without stopping to talk to Blake, crossing into the kitchen.

Do we have any tea?

Pause. Then louder…

Did you make tea this morning, is there any left?

Kevin
Crossing back into the room, but standing just inside the door.

What?

Blake
Sleepy, sweet…

Is there any tea?

Kevin
It’s 12:30.

Blake
It’s Saturday.

Kevin
It’s 12:30.

Blake
Okay…?

Kevin
So do you want me to make you tea Blake?

Blake
What is wrong with you?

Kevin
I’ll make you some tea.

Blake
I’m serious, I…

He disappears again into the kitchen.

Listen…

Pause. Then louder.

Listen, I don’t know what’s wrong with you but I’m getting pretty sick of it. Did you hear me?

Kevin reappears in the doorway. Pause.

I said that I’m getting [pretty…]

Kevin
[I heard] you Blake. I was in there making some nice afternoon tea for you to help you get your day started and I could hear you just fine, Blake.

Blake
Stop saying my name like it doesn’t taste good.

Kevin
I’m not.

Blake
Like you have to spit it out.

Kevin
Is that what I’m doing… Blake?

Kevin disappears into the kitchen again.

Blake
Jesus, why are you being such an asshole? I know it’s not because I slept late, I always sleep late on Saturday and you’ve been acting like this for weeks now. Ever since you orchestrated your little jamboree with the wine connoisseurs, and it wasn’t even my idea, so I’m not [sure what the…]

Kevin reappears suddenly.

Kevin
[My little] jamboree?

Blake
Party, event, foursome, you pick.

Kevin
Sure, I planned it, fine. But you were the star, right?

Blake
How can you be the star of group sex?

Kevin
You don’t know because you were the star.

Blake
And what, you weren’t? Max was all over you.

Kevin
I was all over Max.

Blake
Super.

Kevin
No, I was on the outside.

Blake
Come on.

Kevin
I was on the outside.

Blake
That’s bed geography, that’s not my fault; I was just going with the flow. I was just trying to have an adventure, right?

Kevin
You sure did.

Blake
Fuck you. Fuck. You. It was your idea, I did it for you, so you could [feel like…]

Kevin
[You may have] agreed to it for me, but you sure seemed to get into [it once...]

Blake
Laughing in disbelief…
[Um,] yeah! It’s sex. It feels good.

Kevin
Look, I’m making the fucking tea; do we need to talk about this now?

Blake
Yes. You don’t get to stomp around here with your big judgment boots feeling like you’ve somehow been wronged when I was trying to call the thing off and I felt self-conscious and dumb when they showed up dressed nice and radiating ‘couple-hood.’

Kevin
Stuck…
Judgment boots?

Blake
That’s what I said: judgment boots.

Kevin
What the fuck is a judgment boot?

Blake
I didn’t do anything to make you feel bad Kevin, I wouldn’t do that and I don’t want you to be mad at me so stop it.

Kevin
It was supposed to be our adventure, baby.

Blake
Right, our adventure?

Kevin
Turned out as your adventure.

Blake
Is that what it was?

He gets up out of the bed.

Because it’s not the one I would have picked.

He grabs the comforter off the bed and wraps it around himself.

I would have picked white water rafting, or skydiving… no, that’s a lie. That’s a lie. I’m just trying to sound rugged. I would have picked Disneyland for an adventure. That Mad Hatter thing, the spinning teacups, that’s about my speed. And you know it. You know it. Not sex with some
other guys we just met at a local bar.

Kevin softens…

Kevin
We didn’t just meet them.

Blake
I can’t believe I was so, I mean, those guys could’ve been anyone.

Kevin
That was supposed to be the exciting part. Or something like that.

Blake
That was the exciting part?

Kevin
Or something like that.

Blake
Spinning teacups, Kevin. Go fuck yourself.

He passes Kevin on the way into the kitchen; still wrapped in the comforter