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A bit more over there.

Can you see the old color coming through just there?

How's that?

Looks good.

-Looks good. -Hm.

-I like the white with the beige. -Uh-huh.

Or do you think we should have painted the whole wall white?

Hell no. This is good. Right?

Thanks.

I got a text from Camille earlier.

They're having a big party and wondered if we wanted to come.

-Do you want to go? -No.

Are you kidding?

OK.

What should I say?

-Why? Do you want to go, then? -No.

I just don't know what to say to her. I don't want it to be awkward.

Just write whatever. Say you have to study or work...

It makes me feel like shit just thinking about it.

-What do you mean? -Makes me feel like total shit.

That's the first time you've said something like that to me.

It's a big deal.

You feel shitty. That's sweet.

You're crazy.

-I want to go. -Why?

Because... Because I don't want it to be cringey.

Going will be more cringey.

No. It's worse if we don't go.

Because then she'll think we're not there

because of what happened.

-And? -And...

I don't want her to think it complicated things for us.

Because if I were her, that's what I would think.

But it doesn't matter what she thinks.

It does to me.

You have to face your fear.

I send tons of nudes but I don't have a seven-year relationship.

-And I wonder why that is. -That's the question.

-OK. Yeah. -Never have I ever

peed myself as an adult.

-Oh, come on. Pathetic. -Of course.

You actually have major, like, pee-as-an-adult aura.

I do? Thank you.

That's what I'm trying to pull off. So, thank you.

You have. And he hasn't?

I'm not supposed to do this.

Never have I ever had an orgy.

What constitutes an orgy?

One more person? Three more people, four more people?

-I don't know. -It's gotta be more than three?

Well, there's a threesome, there's a foursome, there's a fivesome...

I don't think that's...

And then we have the pentagon at nine. What?

Have you guys never thought of doing that? Somebody extra?

From time to time. Does that not help?

-Help? -Yeah.

-No. -You mean an extra set of hands?

Yeah, I do actually.

Fucking sick.

Oh, hi!

-Camille. -So good to see you. How are you?

Oh, my God, you are so pretty.

-Of course I'm pretty. -You look great. Awesome.

-Thank you. -Love your heels.

Thank you. Those are my butcher's shoes. It's a replica

of shoes the butcher used to wear in the middle ages

to avoid having their feet covered by blood.

-That's fucking cool. -Yeah, it is.

The bar is over there. You're welcome to take whatever you want. See you!

Thanks.

OK. How many? Four, five?

Can I just order four beers.

-I have to go to the bathroom. -Huh?

I have to go to the bathroom. Can you get us something to drink?

Sure.

-David. David. -Huh?

-I've got to go. I feel like shit. -You feel sick?

Yeah. I just threw up. I've got to go. Stay if you want.

No, I'll come with you. Hang on.

Hey. Siri's feeling sick.

-We're gonna go. -Oh, right. Are you wasted?

Love you, man.

Hey. Are you having fun? Wanna join me on the rooftop?

Babe, where the fuck have you been?

This is David and Siri, my fave Swedish people.

-Hi. How you doing? -What's up?

So, rooftop, everyone?

-No, I think we're just gonna leave. -Really? Why?

I have this massive headache and I feel like shit.

I have these killer pills. You could literally break both your legs

and you wouldn't feel a thing.

No, I think we're just gonna go. Thank you for everything.

Sorry you're not feeling well, babe.

See you tomorrow for brunch or something.

-Get home safe. Bye. -See ya.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Think you can handle the train? Or shall I call a taxi?

I just need to get some air.

-I'm going to be sick. -Right.

I'm going back to the bathroom.

-Shall I come with you? -Fuck. No.

-How have you been? -Alright.

-You? -Good.

How's the, um... migraine?

What the fuck's going on, Siri?

I mean, this is... I don't know...

I'm really trying to get my head around

what the fuck's happening here.

I'm sorry.

Are you?

Cos from my end, it seems like... I don't know...

And, sure, I knew the premises, but...

but we spend all this amazing time together and...

In many ways, I think I revealed myself to you

in a way that I haven't done to that many people.

In my world, that means something.

But then you, um... just cut me out.

Without any explanation, without any further notice.

You just sent me a fucking text.

Erased me from your life.

It was that easy for you?

How then?

How was it?

I didn't know what to do. I...

I couldn't keep doing what we were doing.

But I haven't erased you from my life.

I just really fucking miss you.

I miss you.

-Taxi for David. -Just waiting for my girlfriend.

She'll be right out. That OK?

Is she coming, or what?

Yeah, sorry, any second now.

I can't.

I love him.

Hi.

Subtitles: Sophie Atkins www.plint.com