A New Script
“Jason? What the hell are you doing here?” Alicia exclaimed, dropping her groceries on the stand next to the door. Her fiancé, Zack, entered their home a few moments behind her, and looked similarly shocked and angry at the unexpected guest currently sitting at their kitchen table. “Hey Alicia, ‘sup Zack? How are you two cheaters doing?” Jason said in a snarky tone, venom dripping from his words as he sneered at them, not even trying to hide his contempt from his expression. “I said what the hell are you doing here Jason? This is our home, you can’t be here! We broke up years ago; are you seriously still not over it?” Alicia asked, clearly angered at her ex-boyfriend for intruding into her home. “We didn’t break up. You cheated on me. With him.” He declared sternly, nodding his head towards Zack. “And as for what I am doing here, I think a little payback is in order for all the emotional trauma you put me through.” As he spoke, he rearranged two small stacks of paper placed on th...
