Brat asked, What is important to people? Deidra got confused. What kind of question it is—no context, no specifiers. She answered, Are you writing a script for a bank commercial?
Why don’t you concentrate when I’m talking about a serious thing? Brat tries to become angry. Sometimes you need to see the overall context of ordinary people when we talk about ourselves.
Deidra was closing a book in her hands, which she was using as an excuse to skip the conversation before sleep. She read the movements of Brat when he was sitting in bed, keeping his backbone as straight as possible. Is this a fight? Deidra tries to distract the anger from Brat’s face. Brat says I’m talking about us definitely. What is important to us? Deidra says I wouldn’t throw anything away, assuming less important. Don’t you think we all wanna surround ourselves with things that are important to us? Like you, like me, like everything we live with. Sometimes you are difficult, but that doesn’t make you less important to me at all. Brat puts a pillow on his lap to relax a bit. She is listening. Looking at his bare chest drying summer sweat in chilling air cooler. Deidra doesn’t wear fragrance in bed; she said she can’t sleep in strong smell of anything. This is not going anywhere. Brat utters clearly. Deidra replies in a second; you utter this sentence a lot. Some kind of favorite pickup line. Is this a fight? Brat replies straight away.
Deidra takes a brake walking to the restroom. It is actually not going anywhere. Brat thinks Deidra should get a divorce from him to go overseas for the lifetime opportunity she has in her hands at this moment. She thinks she shouldn’t have told him about the opportunity. Why people will get married if something else becomes more important than the relationship. The principal she wanna hold on to doesn’t seem to be ordinary-looking to Brat. Brat thinks they live in different worlds most of the time. How they can be together if that is the case. She picks up the toothbrush to take her time. She loves what she is doing now. She has a husband that she can love. Like every day, every moment if she was not overstating.
Brat shouts from the bedroom. Do you really wanna drop this matter? Do you really think you can just forget about it? Do you hear how foolish it sounds? Deidra finishes her brake and then enters the bedroom. I would take career advice from an expert. You are probably making it bigger than it is. Deidra stands in front of the mirror to look at Brat to see his face. Brat has a pinch of a critical smile on his face. I know what you mean. I’m like a foolish guy who fell into love, and love just blinded me so much that I stopped seeing things right. Deidra replies straight away, Can you hear yourself? How stupid it sounds. Brat slips out of the bed slowly. You are simply repeating what I have just said. You have just said that. Deidra turns around and says, I can’t just stand; you are so selfless sometimes. Brat’s face was flooding with millions of exclamations. Wow! I am selfless. You think I am selfless now. Deidra comes close to Brat like there was no conversation happening in between them and says very slowly like she was really afraid of Brat. Dear, you are shouting at me. You are making me afraid for no reason. You must accept my decision. People can literally forget anything in this world. I simply don’t wanna forget what I have at this moment or lose them. Can’t you see, I am happy. Why can’t you be happy like me? Brat won’t give up that easily. He puts his voice a notch down and says, You know it very well that I am talking about the future. I am not telling you that you are that foolish girl who fell in love.
Deidra doesn’t know how to end this conversation. They admit it all the time that they love each other. Brat proposes that what she has to lose then. Love is not going anywhere that easily. What is going away is the opportunity she has right now. Deidra now wanna touch Brat to make him believe that she is not dropping the matter. She says I will take some time to think about it. Trust me good things always come back in our lives. Otherwise, life will made out of bad things only.