Auld Lang Syne
Auld Lang Syne
By
Alexander Lee-Rekers
ASH
So far, so good.
CHARLIE
This isn’t even “the thing”.
ASH
So what is “the thing”?
CHARLIE
Drink again and I’ll tell you.
ASH drinks. CHARLIE doesn’t.
CHARLIE (CONT'D)
I think we should kiss at midnight.
Pause. ASH performs the longest drink swallow of their life.
CHARLIE fills ASH’s glass again.
ASH
You and me?
CHARLIE
Yep.
ASH
You want to kiss?
CHARLIE
At midnight. For New Year’s.
ASH
I’m confused.
CHARLIE
Don’t be. It’s a tradition, where-
ASH
No, I get that bit. You want us to
kiss at midnight?
CHARLIE
I figure with you, I’m guaranteed a
kiss. If I look elsewhere, I might
not be so lucky.
ASH
So it’s insurance? Isn’t that guy
here? That one you want to...
CHARLIE
Nathan. Yes, Nathan is here. And I
thought about shooting that shot-
ASH
But instead-
3.
CHARLIE
...I came out here.
ASH
For me?
CHARLIE
Little bit wishing I hadn’t, now...
An OBNOXIOUS GUEST bangs on the glass door and mouths “GET
READY!” Charlie downs their glass and pours another.
ASH
What are you doing?
CHARLIE
Catching up with you.
ASH
You know that’s not what I meant.
A “WHOOP!” from the crowd inside. CHARLIE smiles at ASH.
CHARLIE
It might be nice?
ASH
I think it could be.
CHARLIE
Not where I’d planned the evening
was gonna go...
ASH
You can still go and find Nathan.
CHARLIE shakes their head. Inside the apartment, a muffled
countdown begins: *TEN*, *NINE*, *EIGHT*, *SEVEN*...
CHARLIE
So are we doing it?
ASH
Is it a good idea?
CHARLIE
That sounds like next year’s
problem.
ASH
Just a kiss?
CHARLIE
Maybe?
... *THREE*, *TWO*, *ONE*! The party erupts. Champagne,
cheering, laughter, hugs, kisses. And ASH and CHARLIE
together in the middle of it all.