Note: Strong language
Sunday, December 31st, 11:47pm
Andrea (and Edward)
Andrea sits at the window. Edward takes the seat beside her.
Andrea: I can’t believe I’m stuck on this fucking bus at (looks at her cell phone) thirteen minutes to twelve on New Year’s Eve.
Edward: You’re not alone. I should be out drinking.
Andrea: Tell me about it.
Edward: I could take you out somewhere …
Andrea: I beg your pardon?
Edward smiles, showing his plastic fangs.
Andrea: Oh my God, are you kidding me?
Edward: No. Wanna ditch the bus? I could really go for a drink.
Andrea: Let’s go.
Next stop: Monday, January 1st, 5:00pm