ADDICTION

02/27/2016

BY

AJ

 

CHARACTERS:   RICHARD the GRAY CLOUD, age 37

              SMOKE the FIRE, age unknown, his best friend

 

SETTING:      The Valero gas station in San Bruno on San Bruno and Paul. The sight of a green gas station, the store by the gas station, the sun and clouds, trees, the blue skies, and planes. The smell of gas, the smell of nasty gas smell from the cars. I hear the cars bumping with music, I hear people walking and talking. I hear the cash register going off, and I hear the bus coming down the hill.

 

TIME:         Early Morning, Present day. Winter, cold and arish, Monday morning.

 

AT RISE:      RICHARD is at the gas station by himself. He is waiting impatiently and is angry for a wood. SMOKE is floating down to San Bruno and Paul smoking a wood.



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RICHARD

 

Man bruh there you are. Bruh ya mans been waiting for you.

 

 

SMOKE

 

What you mean you been waiting for me. You been out here all night,huh?



RICHARD

 

Hell nah. I just got up this morning. I couldn’t sleep forreal dawg.

 

 

SMOKE

 

Well here. (Takes a hit from the wood. Hands Richard the wood.) I know you been waiting for this.



RICHARD

 

Damn boy (takes a long hit from the wood.) I smoked all my woods last night.

 

SMOKE

 

Bruh you should chill out ‘cause you could get sick. You prolly only have like six puffs left.

 

 

 

 RICHARD

 

Damn bruh you prolly right. (Takes a hit from the wood.) I’m just stressin. Like forreal Moms been yell’n at me, and the kids, my nephew keeps cry’n too much, and my son has been in fights with the other clouds at his school so quit trippin.

 

SMOKE

 

Bruh I’m just say’n you should quit right now. I don’t want you to end up like me forreal.

 

 

RICHARD

 

Man stop sweat’n me dawg. I just really need my woods.

 

 

SMOKE

 

Well bruh you should stop hitting it so hard and long forreal.

 

 

RICHARD

 

Bruh quit trippin.

 

SMOKE

 

You the one that’s trippin fool.

 

 

RICHARD

 

Dude I don’t give a damn if I’m trippin or not I just need them woods!

 

 

SMOKE

 

     Bruh you keep whining about them woods yo!

 

 

RICHARD

 

Dude whats wrong man?

 

 

 SMOKE

 

That smoke blows me away, and if you don’t stop soon either I get blown far away like towards Turlock, or you are going to die. Like bruh you have a family to look out for. Yo nephew, ya Moms, and yo son. Dude I’m just say’n you never know you could die today. And deep down I know you don’t want that for you or ya fam.

 

 

RICHARD

 

Like forreal I care about the fam, and my brother, “you”, but tbh I’m addicted to them woods.

 

 

SMOKE

 

You. . . like forreal? You could die, and that smoke is really blowing me away.

 

 

RICHARD

 

What you trying to say that I’m just a dead man?

 

 

SMOKE

 

Dude I’m just saying you should quit while you really can. Like seriously, I don’t want this for all of us.

 

 

RICHARD

 

I don’t want this for any of us either, but this wood addiction is just really getting in my way (Takes another hit from the wood) of my family life, because all I want is just a wood to smoke on. The reason why I want to be with my fam is because moms hella sick. She just keep sleeping, and my nephew just keep cry’n and cry’n then I got my son actin a fool at school. I really love them forreal but the craziness is really stress’n me.

 

(To the audience) I really can’t believe I just told him this stuff. I really feel messed up about this. I’m hella sad now. I never told him this before.

 

SMOKE

 

(To the audience) I can’t believe he told me this. I feel really sad now. He never told me this before.

 

 

RICHARD

 

(Sad) Just stop sweat’n me dawg.

 

 

SMOKE

 

That’s what I’m say’n, you too conceited. I get you love your family and all but you worry about ya self too much.

 

 

RICHARD

 

(Flicks the wood). Bruh just give me another one ya boy is stress’n.

 

SMOKE

 

I can’t dawg you really don’t look too good. You should go to the house and get some rest dude.

 

 

RICHARD

 

WTHell you mean? I don’t look good I’m perfectly fine, just get me another wood.


SMOKE

 

          Why do you care for a wood so much? I know you’re addicted but what is your main reason for a wood?

RICHARD

 

(Aggressive) Bruh give me a damn wood dude forreal you gett’n on my nerves talk’n too much.

 

 

SMOKE

 

Dude no you got to calm down, and stop trippin off a wood.

 

 

RICHARD

 

God so help me I will beat the mess outta you.

 

 

SMOKE

 

Why do you want to fight? You know what screw it, here, but don’t say I never warned you. (Hands him a wood.) I feel terrible, and wrong for this.

 

RICHARD

 

(Puts the wood in his mouth and flicks the zippo lighter. Takes a long hit from the wood.) You know what I feel terrible.


SMOKE

 

Why do you feel terrible huh? I’m the one that feels terrible about giving you another wood.

 

 

 RICHARD

 

The reason is (Takes two long hits from the wood.) that I love my family but I keep doing this to myself. (Takes one last hit from the wood.) Like forreal… (He hits the ground.)

 

 

  SMOKE

 

Rich…you good?! Rich bruh stop play’n with me. Dude this ain’t funny get up. Please get up.

 

Hopefully I see you in the afterlife.

 

(Smoke goes back up the hill where he came from. His home. Then Richard turns into smoke.)

 

                  

    THE END 

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