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 When Iman Tells Shayla ‘I Love You’ — And She Checks Him: ‘Then Buy Me a House First 🔥

[Scene opens on the balcony at sunset. The city lights are starting to twinkle. Iman’s leaning on the railing, looking all deep in thought. Shayla walks out with her iced coffee, in full attitude mode but pretending to be calm.]

Shayla:
You good out here? You been starin’ at them clouds for like ten minutes. You tryna solve world peace or somethin’?

Iman:
(Laughs softly) Nah, I was just thinkin’… life been real peaceful lately. You know, since you been around.

Shayla:
Oh really? That sound like the calm before the storm to me. What you done now?

Iman:
(Smiles) See, that’s what I love about you. You always on alert like Secret Service. But nah, for real… I mean it. I been thinkin’ about how good you make me feel.

Shayla:
Mmhmm. Go on. I like where this is headed.

Iman:
No, like — I’m serious. You keep me grounded, girl. Like, when my mind be all over the place, you bring me back. That’s rare.

Shayla:
(Grins) Well, I do got that effect. But you sound like you practicin’ a Hallmark speech. You sure you ain’t high on compliments tonight?

Iman:
(Laughs) Nah, I’m sober — for once. Listen though… what I’m tryna say is — I love you, Shayla.

[There’s a pause. Shayla freezes mid-sip. Her eyes go wide.]

Shayla:
You what now?

Iman:
I said… I love you.

Shayla:
(Chuckles) Boy, you better stop playin’ on this balcony before the neighbors start believin’ you!

Iman:
I’m not playin’! I’m dead serious!

Shayla:
Okay, okay… hold on. You love me. That’s cute. Now let me ask you this, Mr. Romantic—where’s the house?

Iman:
(Confused) The… the house?

Shayla:
Yeah, the house! Don’t tell me you love me and still got me payin’ rent to somebody named Mr. Jenkins.

Iman:
(Laughs) Girl, what the house gotta do with love?

Shayla:
Everything! You tryna build love on a balcony, I’m tryna build it on land I can own!

Iman:
(Still laughing) So you don’t believe me ‘cause I ain’t bought you no house yet?

Shayla:
Exactly! You talkin’ ‘bout “I love you,” but love need walls, plumbing, and a walk-in closet!

Iman:
Oh my God… Shayla, you wild. You gon’ make me put a down payment on your patience first!

Shayla:
Mmm. That’s cute. But you can’t move me with words, Iman. I done heard “I love you” before — from dudes who couldn’t even love themselves.

Iman:
(Serious now) This different though. I ain’t them.

Shayla:
(Squints) Prove it.

Iman:
How?

Shayla:
Buy me a house.

Iman:
(Chokes on air) A HOUSE?! You skipped “let’s go to dinner” and jumped straight to “closing costs!”

Shayla:
(Laughs) You said you love me! Love comes with foundation — and I’m not talkin’ about makeup.

Iman:
So what if I do buy you a house? Then what?

Shayla:
Then I’ll believe you mean what you say. Until then, it’s just balcony talk.

Iman:
(Shakes head) Girl, you cold.

Shayla:
No, baby. I’m practical. You see, love without action is just noise. You can keep the “I love you” — I want the keys.

Iman:
(Laughing nervously) You know what? Fine. Fine! I’mma get you a house.

Shayla:
Uh-huh. Here he go. Talkin’ again.

Iman:
Nah, I mean it! But don’t be mad if it’s a tiny house — like, real tiny. Like dollhouse tiny.

Shayla:
(Imitates him) “Baby, I love you. Here’s a studio with no kitchen!” Boy, please.

Iman:
Okay, but let’s be real — if I did pull up with keys tomorrow, you’d faint before you even signed the papers.

Shayla:
(Laughs) I might. But at least I’d faint in my own living room!

Iman:
So what you really sayin’ is, my love don’t count unless it come with square footage?

Shayla:
Exactly. Give me love with a lease-to-own option.

Iman:
Wow. You really somethin’ else. You know that?

Shayla:
(Smiling) You say that like it’s a bad thing.

Iman:
Nah, it’s… it’s a good thing. Frustratin’ sometimes, but good. You make me wanna do better.

Shayla:
Aww, see? Now that’s the kind of “I love you” I can believe. Not the one you yell at sunset.

Iman:
So you don’t believe me at all?

Shayla:
(Playfully) I believe you halfway. You at “I love you,” I’m waitin’ on “I closed the deal.”

Iman:
(Laughs) Girl, you crazy. But okay, challenge accepted. I’mma show you I mean it.

Shayla:
You better, ‘cause next time you say “I love you,” I expect Zillow links attached.

Iman:
Oh, so you want me to send a love letter and a real estate listing?

Shayla:
Exactly. “Dear Shayla, I adore you. PS: Four bedrooms, two baths.” Now that’s love!

Iman:
(Laughing hard) You know what — I can’t with you.

Shayla:
And I can’t with empty promises, baby. If you want me, come correct — with a deed and a down payment.

Iman:
You wild, but you worth it.

Shayla:
(Smiles, teasing) I know. And you better remember that when you talkin’ to your realtor.

Iman:
So if I do buy the house… what I get in return?

Shayla:
(Leans close, whispering) You get me — cooking breakfast in your kitchen, wearin’ your hoodie, and probably still tellin’ you what to do.

Iman:
(Grins wide) Mmm. You know what? That actually sound worth it.

Shayla:
It better. Now, you gon’ keep talkin’ or start lookin’ for properties?

Iman:
Girl, you don’t waste no time.

Shayla:
Not when I’m tryin’ to build a future. Love’s cute, but mortgage payments are cuter.

Iman:
Alright, alright. I’mma get you that house. But just know — when I hand you them keys, I want another “I love you” back.

Shayla:
You’ll get it. But it’s gon’ sound different when it echo off my new walls.

Iman:
(Chuckles) You a trip.

Shayla:
And you better buckle up — this trip leads straight to the closing table.

[They laugh together as the camera pans out. Shayla sips her drink, while Iman’s already pulling out his phone — probably searching “affordable homes near me.”]

[Fade out.]