Characters:
MARA: Late 20s, nervous, holding a heavy cardboard box.
ELIAS: Late 20s, tired, standing in an empty doorway.
Setting: An apartment hallway. One door is cracked open.
MARA: I didn't think you'd be here. I just came for the rest of the books.
MARA: (Nods, looking at the floor) Right. The sofa. It’s weird seeing the floor underneath it. I forgot it was that color.
ELIAS: It’s just wood, Mara.
MARA: Everything looks smaller when it's empty. (She reaches into her pocket) I have the spare key.
(She holds out a small silver key. ELIAS doesn't take it.)
MARA: Elias, you don't even cook.
ELIAS: I might start. People change when they move to the suburbs.
MARA: (Softly) We both know I shouldn't have this anymore.
(She sets the key on the box she's carrying and turns to walk away.)
ELIAS: Mara?
(She stops but doesn't turn around.)
ELIAS: Don't forget the book on the windowsill. The one about the birds. You always liked that one.
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