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The beginning of any new romance is always the most delicate time.
Uncertainty and a general what the f*** are we doing here vibe are to be
expected. But when does some slight game playing teeter over into being full on
toxic?
We went on the most amazing date, and then we had an even more amazing kiss,
and now nothing?
It has been 36 hours and 14 minutes, to be precise, and she still hasn't texted
me back. Uh, well, maybe she's just, you know, she choked on a kettle corn
kernel, and now she's in a medically induced coma.
What? What? That's the only reason I could think of for her not to text you
back. Or maybe you're just a bad kisser and she's just not that into you
anymore.
I would rather she be in a coma.
Yep. She's not on life support. She's just a bitch.
Raggedy.
This is what I get for liking someone again.
Brene Brown can munch it. Being vulnerable literally blows.
Okay, this is not your fault. You did everything right.
I mean, texting ten minutes after you leave a date, it's kind of thirsty.
What?
All right, everyone.
For your new assignment, please form a line and pull the subject out of the
bowl. This week, you'll use the skills you've learned in this class out in the
real world.
You must artfully persuade someone of a random topic.
Convince someone to adopt, not shop.
I get to talk about puppies all week?
Hashtag living the dream.
You know, that's like super cute for you, but I hope I get something a little
more, you know, challenging.
My phone banking team used to say I was the master debater.
Wait, were they being gross?
Flat earth.
Convince someone the earth isn't round.
Can you believe this? The administration has given the lacrosse team an extra two
grand. For what?
Nobody marginalized plays lacrosse. To buy a new uniform.
It's like the resources here are so limited. To an insulting degree.
The disrespect, man. It's underfunded.
Undervalued? Preach! Yeah.
Why are we yelling?
I don't know. We're saying the same thing.
Yeah, I don't know.
No, that's probably my bad. When I'm passionate about things, I tend to get
loud. Yeah.
Well, I can also get loud when passionate things are happening.
I just don't understand what happened. She was so into me.
She even said my face was annoyingly perfect.
A love bomb followed by a full ghost equals classic toxic behavior.
This girl is Chernobyl. Okay, Trey is being annoying, but she's not a demon.
You're just biased because you thought that her and I were getting jiggy with
it. Sorry, girl, but I'm with Andre.
Thank you. Dre is shady.
She's like a biohazard. Oh, my God. Why are you guys so quick to label every
little social misdemeanor as toxic?
I mean, that word used to mean verbal abuse or keying an ex's car.
You know, one time my aunt burnt down my uncle's SUV with a blowtorch when she
found out that he was cheating on her with my other aunt. That was toxic.
So are puppy mills.
Dre is just being flaky. I think she'll text you back any minute.
Am I a witch?
Ugh, she's my sister. She's here.
Did I not tell you guys my sister's coming?
No. Hello.
Hi.
Hi, I'm Nova. How's it going? Hi.
Hi,
I'm Andre, the artist formerly known as Junior, a.k.a. Zara's best friend, but
I'm sure she's told you all about me.
Yeah.
Thank you guys so much for letting me crash here tonight. So, Nova, what
brings you back to the 323? I have my residency interview at Cedars in a few
hours. Oh, wow. I figured before we go out tonight to celebrate the fact that I
nailed my interview, which I will, I could cook you all dinner as a thank
you.
You can stay as long as you want, girl.
No, no.
Absolutely no, no. You're a 10 out of 10.
I mean, it's a 10 out of 10.
Really nailed it.
We did.
We really banged it out.
Yeah. Yeah.
So when should we meet up again?
When should we meet up?
Maybe next Tuesday after your seminar?
Great. Okay.
All right.
Now, when are you finally going to ask me out on a date?
Ask you out, huh?
That's what you're... See, the thing is about... asking you out is that it's
just not in. And I like to spend like a lot of, excuse me, sorry.
I like to spend a lot of my time inside, safe from the harsh elements, like rain,
you know what I mean?
Look,
I'm sorry. I just don't really know how to. No, don't worry about it. Really,
I'm not.
I'll see you next Tuesday.
Tuesday? Yeah.
See you next Tuesday.
Okay,
yeah, she's hot, right?
You know what else is hot? A kitchen fire that burns down your entire home.
More importantly, how are your labs?
You can't let anything or anyone distract you right now.
Oop, I just texted her again. No!
In the fresh lesbian hell, what did you text her? A TikTok of Paul Meskel
because on our date we said that he's the only man we'd be straight for. You
are the stupidest smart person I know. Wait, oh my god, she liked it.
Is she typing? Do you see bubbles?
No, that's it. She just hearted it.
She's a sociopath.
Why are you trying to flirt with Drea by sending a video of a man?
You're right.
Hey, want to take a cute pic for Mom and Dad?
Wait.
There's a shadow, pivot.
Yeah.
Like, no, not like that. Yeah, like, yeah.
Oh, my God, boom.
Posting! Girl, huh?
This pic is giving the incest tab on SmartPile.net.
Not to kink shame or anything, but whatever you do, do not click that
category. Oh, my sick and twisted God, I know what you're trying to do. You're
trying to bait Drea with a sexy pic that suggests that your sister is actually
your sapphic sex partner.
What is wrong with you?
Wait, what filter is that? I look amazing.
It's never going to work. Oh, my God, it worked.
It worked.
Should apply to my story. What do I do? What do I do? Play the game.
You know, it's her turn to spin out, so don't reply for like 48 hours. 48 hours?
Respond never.
I don't know, guys. This all seems very manipulative. I think you should be
direct and ask Drea on a date. For the first time literally ever, I think
Lauren might be right. I am going to invite Drea to the dugout tonight.
Sexy basement vibes come through.
Oh my God, she's typing.
She just said, thanks for the invite, but I already have plans.
Plans? This vague bitch.
I mean, you know, vague female.
Okay, we still haven't had the hard launch of the dugout, so let's keep it
fresh, okay? If you're wearing natural deodorant, please leave right now. The
ventilation is bad down here, and the natural odors, they linger. Have a good
time.
Jump scare.
What's up?
So maybe our generation's toxic trait is that we're too quick to label certain
people as toxic.
Or maybe we're just better at spotting the warning signs of someone who's going
to wreak complete havoc on our lives.
Uh, I thought you couldn't make it.
My plans changed.
That's chill.
That's chill. Uh, things changed.
Um, really glad you could pop by. So, um, since you're the only person I don't
know here...
Let me buy you a drink.
Sure.
I'm already at a ten. Okay, I know you are not the founding member of the Drea
fan club, but I am begging you to act like a normal person tonight, please.
You invited her here, and the first thing she does is just ask Nova if she
wants a drink? What? She's being nice.
No, that is a manipulative move.
Drea is a walking red flag.
Red is my favorite color.
And the overcrowding is so bad that the
mothers have to sleep in their own urine and feces.
Okay, no one loves to shop more than me, but live animals are where I draw the
line.
Mission accomplished.
I guess I am the master debater now.
Okay, I heard it.
Are you still failing your assignment at every turn?
Yep. The guy in front of me at the coffee cart ordered a flat white, and
then I go, speaking of flat, barely finished my sentence before the dude ran
off. Some of us just have a natural ability.
Others don't.
Keep trying.
She will persist.
So, uh, do you see Zara a lot? Like, how many times a week?
Not so much these days. There's only so much time when you're in med school.
Med school.
Impressive. Didn't realize you two had that in common. Pretty much the whole
family. Wait, um... You and Zada are... sisters?
Yeah.
Wow.
Siblings! Well, there are some incredible genes in this family.
Hemsworth brothers better wash their backs.
Hey, so, have you guys ever just, you know, looked at the sunset and thought,
wow, the horizon just kind of goes on forever?
Um, sure.
Right? You could. Did someone take the 70s vibe in here too seriously and flip
you a Quaalude?
God, I am, I'm over this, so I'm out.
Okay, run this back for me. One minute you're talking about boring academic
stuff, and then the next is bonafide baddies loving you, hitting on you.
Yeah, she did. She did indeed, Douglas.
Okay, so what? Then you hit it from the front or the back?
This side.
Negative. I didn't hit it from any of those aforementioned angles.
Okay, I froze.
Please tell me it's not still the zoe factor.
No, dude, it's not that. It's just that idiot.
Well, Dr. Thompson, she's my colleague, okay?
Well, I don't want to shit where I eat.
Last semester, there was this anatomy professor who got fired because he got
caught putting his anatomy in his knees.
But this is a very different situation.
Edie isn't your boss, right?
Well, no, she's not my boss. I mean, she does, she's the head of her department.
She has multiple, like, advanced degrees, more than me.
So technically, yes, she is above me. Okay.
All I'm saying is, is just because she's above you doesn't mean that she can't be
up underneath you.
You feel me?
I'm just here sipping this ginger ale because I had a bad stomach ache.
You're lying.
Ugh, fine, yes. I am a heathen who drinks between one and three nights a
week. And honestly, I'm not sorry about it. But I am sorry if this is, like,
triggering for you and your crippling alcoholism. I'm not an alcoholic. I've
never even touched this stuff.
I've just decided it's not for me.
Okay. Now, how would you decide that?
As my favorite president, Ronald Reagan, once said, while quoting my favorite
Russian proverb, trust but verify.
Everyone says this time in our lives is supposed to be about letting loose and
turning up, but I simply cannot verify that spending my college years in a
hungover haze is beneficial to my experience.
Speaking of verifying things...
Have you ever, like, personally verified that the Earth is round?
I haven't.
They actually flew you to France.
Well, they're sexist. They're just for this Western brand with a modern twist.
You mean cowboys, B-O-I-S?
Their butt hats are so cool.
It's too bad that shoot happened before Zada started modeling. She would have
killed that campaign.
What are you talking about?
Uh, I got scouted, but it's not a big deal.
Uh, what do you mean? Yes, it is.
What are you talking about?
Bestie is blowing up, okay?
America's next top streetwear model over here. Can I get a whoop whoop?
Hang on.
Zara, the only thing you should be focusing on is your pre-med track.
I don't... I don't know if I want to do it anymore.
It's just crazy stressful.
Okay, I don't do drama.
It makes me have to pee.
It is stressful and relentless, and that is how it's supposed to be. That's how
they weed out the idiots.
Well, this idiot just made three grand in three hours last week. I have two and
a half more years at Cal U, then four years of med school, then three to seven
of a residency, and then I'm finally a doctor, and I get to dig myself out of
the mound of med school debt that I owe? Yeah, but then you're a real doctor who
saves people's lives. Girl, you're starting to be a podiatrist.
I'm actually helping people.
You're just being selfish.
Damn, well, sorry if trying to figure out what makes me happy is selfish.
Happy? Happiness is a luxury. You're being a spoiled brat.
Mom and Dad are not paying your tuition so you can have fun and make friends and
find yourself.
Well, maybe you should worry a little more about being happy because you seem
pretty miserable.
I'm sorry? Let me guess, you've never had a serious relationship?
Or any relationship?
What's your point?
Uh-huh. Your med school pals are going to ghost you like a second you graduate
because, spoiler alert, it was just a French misconvenience. None of them
actually care about you. So stop worrying about Zana's life and start
worrying about your own.
So... Are you okay? Because what happened was not.
What? Drea defending me and my friends just standing there like they got their
vocal cords cut?
Excuse me? She's been on one date with you and she thinks it's okay to come at
your sister like that? Honestly, I wasn't mad at it. I think I need Drea to
shake up my life right now. Maybe without her, I'd get two years into
medical school and Sylvia Plath myself.
I don't get the reference.
You really need to pay attention in light class. I really do. And I know
that med school has been giving you hypertension, but I just thought it was
a part of the journey.
I don't know. I just, I've never had someone stand up for me the way Drea
did. And it felt kind of nice.
I can see that.
But she's also bringing out a side of you that is insane. I mean, you posted a
picture that made it look like your sister was your lover.
Your boo thing. Your flavor of the week.
Yeah, I understand it was giving.
Desperate vibes.
But Drea also has some amazing qualities.
But are those things worth it?
After the game she played, you looked like Obama before and after the
presidency.
Okay. I mean, I did feel like I was on a plane and the oxygen masks dropped.
I guess that's not how someone that you want to be with should treat you.
Mm-mm.
How do I end this? Just hit her with a...
Hey, can we dog text?
Yeah. Man, I do not miss those.
I'm really proud. Don't finish the content.
Hey, good talk.
Hey, honey.
Sorry I'm late.
Oh, that's okay, dear.
What took you so long? Ah, you know, just had a little trouble, uh, getting
the triplets down.
Putting them to sleep, so.
Sorry, man. We got triplets. Yeah.
Okay.
Triplets, huh? Yeah. So, it's when it just didn't feel like it to the trip?
Uh, rule of threes.
You know I can handle myself, right?
Yeah. But that wasn't for you, that was for me.
Because I, uh, wanted to be the only guy you were talking to.
Oh. Really?
Yeah. Then what was that about earlier? I had a bad stutter as a kid, and
watching you today kind of felt like a reenactment of certain parts of my
childhood. Yeah, I'm sorry about that.
Can I please plead temporary insanity, Your Honor? Just because I would really
love to take you out sometime.
You know, we're already out now.
Look at that.
You're right. It's a fact.
So, if this was a date, what would you do?
Hmm.
Something like that, maybe.
My place is a couple blocks away. You want to get out of here? Yeah, I'd love
that very much. I think that's a good idea.
Just to be clear, this is super fun. Fun is kind of all I can do right now. I'm
not looking for anything more than that.
Okay. Cool.
Cool. Cool. Cool. All right. Yeah, no, that's crazy because I was thinking that
same thing, you know?
So here's the thing about toxic relationships.
You have extreme highs.
Hi.
Extreme lows.
Hey, so I've been thinking.
Thinking, huh?
Want me?
And they're extremely hard to get out of.
Hey, you beautiful mind. What's going on here?
I contacted my second cousin's brother-in-law, who works at NASA.
And he afforded me a lot of extremely convincing materials on the curvature of
the Earth's surface.
Okay. Well, you know, I'm still going to tell my professor I passed the
assignment, so do this.
Girl, I don't care if it's flat or round.
This better be cleaned up when I get back.
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