The role of NICK is gender neutral. He was origin originally conceived as a he, but in retrospect, the role can exist as much for a girl, as a guy.
"After Her, There's Nothing."
a short film by Mike Mazzotta. Dialog provided by Paul Warner.
INT. BEDROOM – EARLY EVENING
ELISE, a beautiful young woman in heavy black eye makeup, and Nick, an athletic young man, are lying naked in a small bed, covered by a black sheet. Nick's hands are bound to the bed, but he comfortable. They are both out of breath, Nick moreso than Elise, as they stare at the ceiling.
It's been a long time.
Elise looks over at him cooly.
Nick shifts his body to look at her.
I never expected to see you here.
He breaks in a smile, and she looks away. She sits up slightly, looks around at the room, which is in shambles. Their hastily discarded clothes lay on the furniture, and various pieces of advanced sexual 'things' and bondage gear are visible: Balls gags, handcuffs, bottles of lube and boxes of condoms are all readily excessible. There is an absence of home things: there are no framed photographs. . .
She turns to him.
You got a cigarette?
He looks at her, and smiles. She reaches over to the radiator at the side of the bed, and rifles through his pockets until she finds a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter, take a cigarette, economically lights it, and lays back down, smoking. Nick shakes his head, and laughs bitterly.
Some things never change.
Elise moves her head a handful of degrees, and looks at him flatly, still smoking.
You look pretty good, considering.
Nick smiles charmingly.
As he leans in to kiss her, she turns her body away, gets up angrily.
There you go. . .
Elise storms out of the room, and Nick follows her with his gaze, then lays back down, and stares at the ceiling.
END OF SCENE.