The Trouble With Taste
3 commentsA submission to Hans for No Shame Theatre:
CAST
X: Female.
Y: Male.
Z: Male. Roommates with Y.
SETTING
Three chairs or stools. Probably a bar, possibly not.
X: You guys are roommates?
Y: Yeah. We go everywhere together.
X: Oh, that's nice.
Y: Not really. It's mostly because I can't leave him alone for more than a couple of hours. The last time I did, I got back and found he'd resorted to cannibalism. He was supposed to entertain my cousin Mike and ate him instead.
(pause)
(Z shrugs. X stares in shock.)
Z: Well! I was starving! I was in survival mode! I hadn't eaten since breakfast!
Y: There was a grocery store right next door!
Z: I told you, I didn't like their selection!
Y: Oh, for the love of...
Z: Besides, anything more than the ten things we were already buying would have taken us out of the express lane, and the other lines were really long.
X: Wait...you bought stuff?
Z: Just some condiments. Mike was a little gamey. Also, we were out of charcoal.
(pause)
Z: My only regret is that I couldn't fulfill his last request.
X: Which was?
Z: "Stop eating me."
X: You could have done it!
Z: Well, I just remembered what you said about Mike: to take what he said with a grain of salt.
(pause)
Z: Maybe I misunderstood.
(pause)
X: Well...I'm going to leave you two alone.
Y: Please don't.
