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 Shayla's in for a shocker - she's about to kiss her Apartment Goodbye😭

Title: “Kissing the Apartment Goodbye 😭”

Characters:

• Shayla – the dramatic one, deeply attached to her apartment.

• Maya – her best friend, practical but supportive.

• Derrick – the landlord who delivers the bad news.

• Jordan – Shayla’s brother, chaotic energy, not helping.

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Scene: Shayla’s apartment — boxes half-packed, empty walls, and a faint echo when you talk.

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[Shayla]:
Maya… this can’t be happening. I’ve built a whole personality around living here.

[Maya]:
Girl, it’s just an apartment. You’ll find another one.

[Shayla]:
Just an apartment? JUST AN APARTMENT?! Maya, this place saw me through my “self-care” era, my “toxic situationship” phase, and my “soft life” rebrand.

[Jordan]: (walking in with chips)
You also almost burned it down making pancakes, remember that?

[Shayla]:
First of all, that was one time. And second, I told the fire department it was a “controlled experiment.”

[Maya]:
You mean when you set off the alarm at 7 AM?

[Shayla]:
Character development, Maya. Character. Development.

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[Doorbell rings — it’s Derrick, the landlord.]

[Derrick]:
Hey, Shayla. I just came by to check the final paperwork—

[Shayla]: (dramatically clutches her chest)
So it’s true… you’re really evicting me.

[Derrick]:
No one’s evicting you. Your lease just ended, and you said you were moving to “manifest better energy.”

[Shayla]:
That was BEFORE I realized how much rent is out there in the wild! You ever seen Zillow lately? It’s a jungle, Derrick!

[Maya]:
She’s not wrong. Some of those listings look like broom closets for $2,000.

[Jordan]:
I saw one that said “studio with charm” — it was literally a converted closet with a hot plate.

[Derrick]:
Look, Shayla, you’ve been a great tenant… minus the “controlled fire experiment.” But the new tenants move in tomorrow.

[Shayla]:
Tomorrow?! Tomorrow, Derrick?! My emotional support walls aren’t ready for that kind of goodbye.

[Maya]:
You could always sage the place before you leave. You know, send it off properly.

[Jordan]:
Or, hear me out, fake a haunting. No one moves in, you get to stay.

[Derrick]:
Please don’t.

[Shayla]:
Wait… maybe I should haunt this place. “The spirit of unpaid rent still lingers…”

[Maya]:
Or you could just pack.

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[Shayla looks around, her voice softens.]

[Shayla]:
It’s just… I grew up a lot here. The first night, I sat on the floor eating noodles out of a mug because I didn’t have dishes yet. Now look at me—

[Jordan]:
Still eating noodles out of a mug.

[Shayla]:
Jordan, read the room.

[Maya]:
You’re gonna be fine, Shay. Every goodbye makes space for something new.

[Shayla]:
You’re right. Maybe the next place will have central air and neighbors who don’t practice the drums at midnight.

[Derrick]:
I can promise that much.

[Shayla]: (sniffles)
Okay. Goodbye, Apartment 4B. You’ll always be the stage for my main character era.

[Jordan]:
Can we go now? You’ve been talking to the walls for twenty minutes.

[Shayla]:
Let me have my cinematic moment, Jordan!

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[Shayla takes one last look around, closes the door slowly.]

[Maya]:
So where are we moving next?

[Shayla]:
Somewhere with less rent and better lighting. My new era starts… after a nap.

[Jordan]:
Classic Shayla.

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[End Scene — emotional music plays in the background as Shayla’s “Apartment Era” fades to black.]