Sex and the City
(Chapter 2: Thinking it over....)
Disclaimer: I don't own SEX AND THE CITY and I don't own the characters. The only characters I own are Jeannie Michaels, Charlie Banter, Aaron Mackenzie, David Cole and Ritchie Dolton.
(Scenery: It is now a sunny April 3rd... the time is 11:12 a.m. While Carrie narrates, we see the girls walking into a crowded restaurant talking while Carrie looks very tired and some of her hair is out of place.)
"After pondering this question and kind of getting a pondering headache, I decided to see the girls and hope that a few Cosmos might do the trick."
"Where's Miranda? I thought she was meeting us here." Said Carrie, trying so hard not to make her headache worse, and placing her fingertips on her head.
"She called me last minute. Says the Nanny couldn't come in, so she's stuck babysitting Brady. And that Steve won't leave." Said Charlotte, pouting her face.
"It is that Steve won't leave...or that she doesn't want him to leave at all?" Said Carrie.
"Oh... waiter? Please 3 Cosmopolitans, and make it quick." Said Carrie, wanting her alcohol so much. She didn't really want to think about Miranda and her Steve problem.
"Carrie...what's wrong with you? I have never seen this many stress lines on your face! (Makes the tisk sound) Looks like someone needs a little botox." Said Samantha, into looks as usual.
"Please Sam.... I've just been thinking about the whole dildo casting thing." Said Carrie, looking and sounding tired.
"Well...you know what they say: It's hard to find a good, rich, faithful dick in the city." Said Samantha, drinking her Cosmo with such pace.
Carrie laughed then said, "I just don't understand. Do guys really think that women are their big cover-up for things like this? They think that they can pull the "slut card" and publicly embarrass us to save their selves! I mean...are we their plan B?" Carrie said, almost breaking her Cosmo glass.
"Carrie, we will always be their plan B. This is what all guys have in the back of their head. How do I get out of embarrassing myself...call my faithful girlfriend a slut!" Said Samantha.
"Well, I don't know about you girls, but I'm tired of being their fucking plan B. I know for a fact I'm no slut, and if I end up being another guy's plan B, I'm going to scream." (Carrie feels her head pound.)
The girls stayed silent as they watched her head down in sadness.
"Carrie...sweetie...pick your head up. Now, for as long as I have known you, you have never been a guy's plan B. And we would all be damned if you let that happen." Charlotte said, with her eyes glowing with certain sadness.
"Charlotte's right Carrie. We would never let that happen. And I'm sure that if Miranda was here, she would say the same thing." Samantha said, with her face showing tons of concern.
"Thanks guys. I think I'm just going to head home and sleep. My head is furiously pounding." Said Carrie, looking very sick, even a little green in the face.
"And as I walked out of the restaurant, with face a very pale green, and my head feeling like it was having a rave, I had no resolution to my plan B problem. While Miranda, had no resolution to her Steve problem."
(As we see now: Steve is sitting on the couch eating Pizza in his underwear, creating a mess out of the living room. While Miranda is trying to vacuum, with a white bandana on her head, and old raggedy clothes.)
(Vacuum noises) (Miranda tries to vacuum over Steve, but she gets frustrated and unplugs the vacuum.)
"Okay Steve...this isn't working. I can't work under these conditions." Miranda said, sounding very annoyed.
"What are you talking about?"
"I can't sit here and pretend that you're not here, making a mess out of things, and eating like there's no tomorrow, and sitting in your underwear watching nothing but garbage."
"Ok...I'm lost."
(She sighs, and then holds her head.) "Look, Steve...as much as I enjoy your company, your company is becoming a little too much."
(He stands, and then looks at Miranda.) "Well...Geez Miranda. I never knew how much my presence bothered you. I think I'm going to go now." Steve said, looking with very hurt eyes.
"No...Steve...Wait."
"No Miranda...You need your space...and my company seems to be too overwhelming for you." Said Steve all in a rush.
(Steve slams the door.) "And all in a hurt rush, Steve walked out the door, and left an impact on Miranda's need to love him, and her need to reject him all the time."
(Miranda reaches for the phone)
(We zoom back to Carrie's apartment where she is lying in her bed, with a bucket next to her. The phone rings.) "Ugh...why do phones have to ring so fucking loud?! Hello?"
"Steve left the house mad at me. He said his presence was too overwhelming over me, and then he just stormed off. You know...what the hell did I do?!"
"Miranda... how about starting from the beginning, and can you try not to be so loud? I have a pounding headache."
"Oh...sorry. I got kind of flustered because I was trying to clean and Steve was sitting on the couch freeloading as usual, and I kind of told him that his company is becoming a little too much."
"Uh-huh. Your point is?" Carrie said, sounding a little lost.
"Carrie! Pay attention! Steve is mad and I think that he actually meant that his presence is too overwhelming for me!"
"Miranda, don't worry about it. I don't think Steve was actually that upset. A little hurt maybe...but upset...nah. Steve is like a rock." Carrie said, hoping this would keep Miranda quiet.
"Carrie. I think I really hurt him. I didn't really mean to say those things. It was just a flustered "I can't vacuum because you're in the way freeloading" spur of the moment type thing!"
"Well...maybe you better apologize. I know you don't want to hurt him at all." Carrie said, looking like she wanted to smash the phone in.
"Well...it is kind of nice to have him out of the house...but I should apologize. Thanks Carrie." Said Miranda
"Glad to help you out." Said Carrie (She hangs up the phone.)
"Ugh! Why can't their problems wait until I'm ready and fucking able?!" Carrie Said, falling into a little slumber.
I think I'm done...I'm not too sure... I think it needs adding, but I'll see what you guys think about it and then we'll see what follows. ENJOY!
(Chapter 2: Thinking it over....)
Disclaimer: I don't own SEX AND THE CITY and I don't own the characters. The only characters I own are Jeannie Michaels, Charlie Banter, Aaron Mackenzie, David Cole and Ritchie Dolton.
(Scenery: It is now a sunny April 3rd... the time is 11:12 a.m. While Carrie narrates, we see the girls walking into a crowded restaurant talking while Carrie looks very tired and some of her hair is out of place.)
"After pondering this question and kind of getting a pondering headache, I decided to see the girls and hope that a few Cosmos might do the trick."
"Where's Miranda? I thought she was meeting us here." Said Carrie, trying so hard not to make her headache worse, and placing her fingertips on her head.
"She called me last minute. Says the Nanny couldn't come in, so she's stuck babysitting Brady. And that Steve won't leave." Said Charlotte, pouting her face.
"It is that Steve won't leave...or that she doesn't want him to leave at all?" Said Carrie.
"Oh... waiter? Please 3 Cosmopolitans, and make it quick." Said Carrie, wanting her alcohol so much. She didn't really want to think about Miranda and her Steve problem.
"Carrie...what's wrong with you? I have never seen this many stress lines on your face! (Makes the tisk sound) Looks like someone needs a little botox." Said Samantha, into looks as usual.
"Please Sam.... I've just been thinking about the whole dildo casting thing." Said Carrie, looking and sounding tired.
"Well...you know what they say: It's hard to find a good, rich, faithful dick in the city." Said Samantha, drinking her Cosmo with such pace.
Carrie laughed then said, "I just don't understand. Do guys really think that women are their big cover-up for things like this? They think that they can pull the "slut card" and publicly embarrass us to save their selves! I mean...are we their plan B?" Carrie said, almost breaking her Cosmo glass.
"Carrie, we will always be their plan B. This is what all guys have in the back of their head. How do I get out of embarrassing myself...call my faithful girlfriend a slut!" Said Samantha.
"Well, I don't know about you girls, but I'm tired of being their fucking plan B. I know for a fact I'm no slut, and if I end up being another guy's plan B, I'm going to scream." (Carrie feels her head pound.)
The girls stayed silent as they watched her head down in sadness.
"Carrie...sweetie...pick your head up. Now, for as long as I have known you, you have never been a guy's plan B. And we would all be damned if you let that happen." Charlotte said, with her eyes glowing with certain sadness.
"Charlotte's right Carrie. We would never let that happen. And I'm sure that if Miranda was here, she would say the same thing." Samantha said, with her face showing tons of concern.
"Thanks guys. I think I'm just going to head home and sleep. My head is furiously pounding." Said Carrie, looking very sick, even a little green in the face.
"And as I walked out of the restaurant, with face a very pale green, and my head feeling like it was having a rave, I had no resolution to my plan B problem. While Miranda, had no resolution to her Steve problem."
(As we see now: Steve is sitting on the couch eating Pizza in his underwear, creating a mess out of the living room. While Miranda is trying to vacuum, with a white bandana on her head, and old raggedy clothes.)
(Vacuum noises) (Miranda tries to vacuum over Steve, but she gets frustrated and unplugs the vacuum.)
"Okay Steve...this isn't working. I can't work under these conditions." Miranda said, sounding very annoyed.
"What are you talking about?"
"I can't sit here and pretend that you're not here, making a mess out of things, and eating like there's no tomorrow, and sitting in your underwear watching nothing but garbage."
"Ok...I'm lost."
(She sighs, and then holds her head.) "Look, Steve...as much as I enjoy your company, your company is becoming a little too much."
(He stands, and then looks at Miranda.) "Well...Geez Miranda. I never knew how much my presence bothered you. I think I'm going to go now." Steve said, looking with very hurt eyes.
"No...Steve...Wait."
"No Miranda...You need your space...and my company seems to be too overwhelming for you." Said Steve all in a rush.
(Steve slams the door.) "And all in a hurt rush, Steve walked out the door, and left an impact on Miranda's need to love him, and her need to reject him all the time."
(Miranda reaches for the phone)
(We zoom back to Carrie's apartment where she is lying in her bed, with a bucket next to her. The phone rings.) "Ugh...why do phones have to ring so fucking loud?! Hello?"
"Steve left the house mad at me. He said his presence was too overwhelming over me, and then he just stormed off. You know...what the hell did I do?!"
"Miranda... how about starting from the beginning, and can you try not to be so loud? I have a pounding headache."
"Oh...sorry. I got kind of flustered because I was trying to clean and Steve was sitting on the couch freeloading as usual, and I kind of told him that his company is becoming a little too much."
"Uh-huh. Your point is?" Carrie said, sounding a little lost.
"Carrie! Pay attention! Steve is mad and I think that he actually meant that his presence is too overwhelming for me!"
"Miranda, don't worry about it. I don't think Steve was actually that upset. A little hurt maybe...but upset...nah. Steve is like a rock." Carrie said, hoping this would keep Miranda quiet.
"Carrie. I think I really hurt him. I didn't really mean to say those things. It was just a flustered "I can't vacuum because you're in the way freeloading" spur of the moment type thing!"
"Well...maybe you better apologize. I know you don't want to hurt him at all." Carrie said, looking like she wanted to smash the phone in.
"Well...it is kind of nice to have him out of the house...but I should apologize. Thanks Carrie." Said Miranda
"Glad to help you out." Said Carrie (She hangs up the phone.)
"Ugh! Why can't their problems wait until I'm ready and fucking able?!" Carrie Said, falling into a little slumber.
I think I'm done...I'm not too sure... I think it needs adding, but I'll see what you guys think about it and then we'll see what follows. ENJOY!