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Am I your first?

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My first what?

Your first guy.

Okay, I’ll take that as a yes.

What about you?

Okay, I see.

What did you think, the first time all you saw me, in the common room?

I thought: This one, I’m sure he’s afraid of the dark.

I'm not afraid of the dark, Christ!

How would you have reacted, with a weird guy in a tunnel without light?

The first time I saw you wasn’t in the common room.

It was in the corridor, on my first day.

I didn’t know anyone and you were there, with your friends.

You didn’t see me...

But I saw you.

All I saw, actually.

What would you have done if I hadn’t come to the common room?

Or like... if I'd taken the bus right before, or right after?

Maybe we never would’ve met?

I'll admit, it's kinda scary.

Well, it happened in the end, so...

You know when I have a choice to make,

I always picture two paths.

I end up choosing one of them because I have to make a decision at some point.

But never know what I missed by not taking the other one.

It drives me insane.

And right now, do you not feel like you took the right path?

I do. Of course I do.

AA When I make a choice...

I tell myself there are other Lucases...

..in other parallel universes who took the other path.

That way, between all the Lucases in all the universes, we've tried everything.

What are the other Lucases doing, now?

Right now?

Well, there’s a very ripped Lucas... surfing on a huge wave in Bali.

There’s another one in a skyscraper in New York.

He’s signing a huge deal worth millions of euros with very angry Russians.

What makes you say that your businessman Lucas didn’t climb up his tower and jump?

- Like he had a big burn out. - That's awful.

Have you never thought about it?

I don’t really believe in it, to be honest.

Well, you’re wrong.

You’re wrong, because there are plenty of other Lucases and Eliotts in other parallel universes...

Who are together right now.

Is that Lucille?

Fuck, I’m so dead.

You know what? Eliott number 452 can go talk to her, huh?

I'm staying here.

Yeah?

Well, Lucas number one is very, very happy with this decision.

Eliott #3456 is one hell of a lucky guy. You look beautiful when you're asleep.

Do they... oh god. Do they have a moustache?

Lisa, earlier you asked me if it was a woman, and I said yes.

So? What you're saying is really sexist. Why can’t she have a moustache?

Wow, what's all this?

This, well it’s for you guys! I really wanted to do something for you, so, ta-dah!

- Thanks! - With everything you eat in a day, it’s on me!

- Bitch! It's not true, I’m on a diet. - No, you’re lying.

But wait, when did you wake up? Because that’s a lot of cakes.

Uh, early.

The good thing about sleeping on the couch, huh. The neighbours wake you up.

Shit, sorry! I totally forgot I wasn’t sleeping in my room anymore.

No, but don’t worry, it’s not a problem. I could tell you needed it more than me.

- And Eliott seems super cool! - Mmh, really nice.

- We bumped into him when he left. - Oh yeah?

He’s a... he’s a good friend.

It’s just that he was drunk last night, so I told him he could sleep here.

- OK, so we can't bring friends to the flat anymore? - No, but it’s not a problem at all, uh...

See, not a problem, so I don’t even know why talking about it.

Does she have a hat?

No, she still doesn’t, Lisa.

I'll call him back later.

Honestly girl, you’re awesome. It’s so good.

- I really to do something for you. You like it? - Yeah.

But I have a question, I’m not sure but uh... doesn't naptime stop after kindergarten?

No, but we told the headmaster that with the studying people needed a place to rest.

- Mhm. So you put in a mattress. - It's cool, right?

- You're aware that everyone will use it to fuck, right? - Well, that’s kind of the goal.

No, but Emma, calm down, this place is for studying!

As if! Of course it’s Hookupland, that’s going to bring in the cool people!

Well...cool people with a crappy taste in decoration because the mural is still here.

- Yeah, by the way Lucas, are you taking care of it? - Well, I’m just waiting for Eliott.

Yeah, so for those who don’t really want to fuck or sleep, what do they do?

- They film. - They film.

Seriously, girl, we’re gonna have to furnish or get the WiFi, the basics, because right now...

- It's not the awesome place you advertised. - That's true.

- Uh, if you are next to the wall you can get internet. - Sorry?

- Can you talk a little bit louder please? - Come closer, we can’t hear you!

When we're next to the wall of the teachers' lounge, we can get WiFi...

And with a router, we could receive it from even further away.

And if you want, we have the password.

- Well, yeah, totally! - Great!

But, you might want to think of some compensation.

- Ew! Seriously? - What did I tell you. Hookupland.

- What's your problem, you wanna see her boobs? - No, not at all, we were thinking about the cake.

Oh, sorry! Er...well, yes, yes of course! It's my pleasure, really, it really makes me happy.

- Great. Thanks. Sorry. - Well, there you go, help yourselves, there’s plenty.

The cake...

Oh come on! Stop pouting, I'll bake more, that’s not a problem.

I have to go, enjoy! Bye bitches!

- But that's my phrase! - Well, yeah!

- She’s acting really weird. - For sure.

- Hi mate, what's up? How are you? - Fine and you?

I'm good. Wait, just a second. Is the dude from your class here?

- Who? - Eliott. Because I have to give him something back.

- No he’s not. He hasn’t been attending much lately. - Really?

The other day he snapped in class and since then well...he hasn’t showed up that much.

He’s behaving like a tourist. Dude, I have to go get lunch! See ya!

Like she’d have stayed over?

Well of course she’d have, but the next day I celebrated my birthday with my grandma.

Fuck dude, it was your birthday. Damn, I’m so sorry, I completely forgot.

I I had um...a big, big family problem this weekend. Tell me! Was it good? Did something happen?

Did something happen? tell you what happened: This man went into the bathroom with Daphné...

... they stayed there together for about, I don’t know, thirty to forty-five minutes...

- ...but he refuses to tell us what the fuck happened! - Guys, the only thing I can tell you is that...

- ...she spent 20 minutes, kneeling, in front of me... - Tying your shoe laces. Right?

- You don’t believe me? - Not really, no.

- I don’t give a fuck, I was quite the gentleman. - I don’t believe you.

And her hair smelled so good it was...

- You forgot the latency period. - The what?

The latency period, when two chromosomes are forming.

- Here? - There.

Look out the window.

You coming?

- What are you doing? Your diagram looks like shit. - Minimalism, Imane, minimalism.

- Goodbye! - Thank you, Lucas.

Hey!

- Come on, let’s get out of here. - Wait wait, I still have two hours left, I can’t skip.

I told Lucille...

...about us.

Aren't you pleased?

Yes, I am.

I just don’t want you to be sad or...

- ... that'd be my fault. - I'm not sad!

- You swear? - Mhm.

And you, are you up to telling your parents about us?

Yeah. My father feels guilty about leaving us alone to deal with everything so... he won’t have much to say.

And my mom is crazy so I don’t give a shit.

What do you mean crazy?

She thinks the apocalypse is upon us and that Jesus sent her to Earth to save us all.

But don’t worry, I don’t talk to her.

I’m not worried. Why don’t you talk to her?

Because I don’t need crazy people in my life.

So I’m a hedgehog?

You'll be late for class.

Chilling, I see.

This couch’s super comfortable!

Nice view also, plus it’s super big.

Quite practical if Eliott comes to sleep over again. I mean, Eliott or someone else.

- Are you serious? - No, Lucas, I’m kidding.

It's just a way to let you know that if you need to talk, I’m here.

Never mind.

Last time with Eliott, we...

- We didn't... er... but still. - Really?

That's awesome.

But, wait, I don’t want to start screaming from the rooftops that we’re together.

- Or like to walk around hand in hand with him. - Yeah, like when you were dating Sarah.

Well, I was faking it with Sarah.

What I mean is that...

Well, I don’t want to put on a show, that’s all.

Well, it's cool, Lucas. You do you. I’m happy for you anyway.

- I mean, I’m not telling you that I’m gay or anything. - I got that.

No, I mean, it’s cool to be proud when you're gay, but...

- It’s just that I’m not... I’m not like that. - You're not like what?

I'm not... a queen.

- And what is a queen to you? - Well, you know...

It's a guy who’s gonna tell everyone about the dicks he sucked last weekend.

It's a guy who dances to Shakira, Beyoncé, Amel Bent.

It's a guy who posts nudes on Grindr.

- It's a guy who flirts on chatrooms. - I see, yeah, someone like me.

Ah, no, no, not at all. That’s not at all what I mean. No, what I mean, Mika, is that...

- I can never be fully into the gay thing, you know? - Lucas, I’m not “fully into the gay thing.” I’m just myself.

But I know that. And it’s super important for you to be.

Mika, I could never go to Pride to throw dick-shaped glitter on people just because I liked a guy once.

- You know what I mean? - OK...

So, you see, these gays that you’re making fun of...

... those who walk down the street hand in hand with their boyfriend...

... or who throw glitter at Pride...

Well those gays have balls like you can’t imagine, you see?

Because they are insulted, humiliated. Or worse, they get beaten up. Some even die, you see? Here in Europe.

And all over the world.

But they still put on a show, as you say. And you know why?

Because they have a fucking choice. Because they’re just trying to live their lives.

Because they’d rather die than be ashamed of who they are.

Ashamed because of people like you, to be exact.

- Sorry, I was just saying... - No. Stop talking.

It's done. I told my roommate.

That's cool. I'm happy for you. Sorry, I can't tomorrow. Actually I think I need some time.

It's not your fault but... maybe it's going a little too fast for me. Forgive me.

What are you doing tomorrow night?

- What are you doing? Have you never played, or what? - Stop telling me I suck, it’s very hard to deal with!

- Geez, what are you doing? - Don’t touch me, don’t touch me. It’s breaking my focus.

- Is this the first time you’re playing or what? - Yes, it’s the first time I’m playing.

God, you suck. I’ve seen people suck at this, but... gimme, gimme.

No, no, no, no, but no! You made me lose! You made me lose! Yes, you made me lose. Don’t touch me.

Give me the controller. I told you not to touch me and you... I’m playing!

That's cool. I'm happy for you. Sorry, I can't tomorrow. Actually I think I need some time. It's not your fault but... maybe it's going a little too fast for me. Forgive me.

- Well, there’s no more beers. Don’t you have any more? - The fridge is full.

I just drank the last one. Come.

- Are you fucking serious?

Oh! There are 10,000 in the fridge!

Ok.

What's the problem?

- There’ no problem. - No. You’re avoiding us 24/7 so don’t tell me that.

I'm not avoiding you. It’s just that it’s nothing to do with you, ok?

Ok.

Hey... uou think I can’t help you?

Are we really friends or are we faking it?

A I I swear, if there was something, I’d tell you.

There’s nothing.

Nothing. I’m just here, and I want to enjoy this night with my best friends.

Ok, that's the goal.

Oh la la lala, guys, guys, guys, I just received a text.

Huge, huge, huge party tonight at Chloé’s! What should we do? Should we go?

Daphne’s going to be there. And tonight guys, I feel it. I’m hooking up with her!

Of course, tonight’s your night, I’m sure of it!

- Lucas, can you get us in? - No.

- What do you mean, no? Are you serious right now? - Hey, Arthur, you’re aware she’s really mad at me, no?

- Stop it, she’s not mad, you’re the one who thinks that. - Come on Lucas, you can’t do this to us, okay?

- And you didn’t come to my birthday. - That’s true. He makes a good point.

Fine.

Fine? We're going?

Yeah.

- That's great! - Yes!

- Daphné! Daphné! Daphné! - Guys, this is gonna be the party of the century!

- Off we go! Let’s go. - Gang high five. Gang high five! Yes!

Do you hear that? Do you? Do YOU?

Am I the only one hearing that?

We're gonna have an amazing night. - Dude, you don’t know anyone.

It's not about knowing anyone or not. We're here, we’re bringing the party mood with us!

Are you ready? Are we here to party or are we not here to party?

We're Chloé’s friends.

- No guys, it’s not gonna be possible. - Who the hell are you?

- Come on guys, let’s just go. - No, no, this looks sick, stop it.

Daphné, Daphné, Yes!

Can you tell him to let us come in, please, he obviously doesn’t get who we are.

Hey, you’re the guy who held up my hair at Emma’s party.

- No I'm not. - Yes you are!

- Okay, so you just hold up every girl’s hair, actually. - No, no, no, no.

- You're such a loser. - No, Daphné. Daphné, wait!

Look dude, just stay here, please.

- Don’t worry, jealousy is a good sign. - Yeah?

Of course, have you seen the way she was looking at you?

You seen, she was into you like crazy. I saw it.

You're not going in!

Oh, what a good technique.

So, what about us? Can we come in?

What the hell do you think you’re doing? not welcome here.

I’m sorry about last time, it was stupid to leave like that.

I'm not angry about last time.

I'm mad at you because you played me for a fool. Because you used me even though you’re gay!

- What are you talking about? - You're gay, Lucas!

What are you even saying?

“Come in, people, come in." The gentleman is having fun. “You can’t get in!”

- Are you okay, dude? going on? - Leave me the fuck alone!

- Leave him, there must be a family problem, it’s nothing. - Don’t you talk about my family!

What the fuck are you doing?

- Stop it, guys! Get the fuck out of here. - Come at me, come at me!

What's up with him? He’s been driving us crazy for three weeks. Let me slap him hard, now.

He’s been busting everyone’s balls for three weeks. He’s been in a bad mood every day.

- I'm not gonna coddle him. - He broke your glasses.

Fuck! I swear he’s paying for the them.

You know, tonight I saw, all the pearls of pop.

I even overindulged in your homies’ absinthe.

I rubbed shoulders with rare nymphs, took some lines in advance.

In rooms much too dark, without any gleam of elegance.

I adjusted my bandages so that my bleeding would be less visible.

On the silver dancefloor, it’s one party too many.

I’ve done it, undone it till it turned to disaster

It’s one party too many.

Look, I’m shining with glitter and was knocked unconscious.