A play about a playBoy (enters): I wrote a screenplay.Girl (reading. not even looking at him): About what?Boy: About us.Girl (rolls eyes): Us?Boy: Yes. You and me.Girl(now she turn her book down and stare at him) : And what happens in your play, if I may ask?Boy: It's not quite finished yet. Frankly, I hoped you tell me how it ends. He smilesGirl:In that case you should tell me were you stopped.Boy: I shall.Boy takes a piece of paper and start reading: Ben walks nerevously into the class. Where Ali is sitting by herself. His heart racing fast and he tries to find his words.He takes a deep breath and asks: I love you. I am sorry! Maybe you
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