[Peach] Novius extras

[Earth. Small house in the suburbs. Casey has 2 roommates/partners.]

INT. KITCHEN-NIGHT
Owen folding a burrito. Fin sitting at the booth painting his nails.

 
OWEN
We should wake him up. 

FIN
By all means...I know you miss him at dinner. 

OWEN
Don't you? 

Pause. 

FIN
Yes, but I know his reasons-for the most part-sensible.  
OWEN
Sensible?
FIN
For the most part. 
OWEN
...he could use a break. 
FIN
I'd like to think of this as a constructive disturbance. 

Owen does not respond. 

FIN
This was bound to happen. 

Owen finishes.

FIN
Talk to him. 

INT. CASEY'S BEDROOM
Casey on the floor in his boxers. In the dark. He stares at the ceiling. In silence. 

OWEN
Casey!

Owen's voice echoes down the stairwell. 

CASEY
What?!
OWEN
Get up here!

He turns over. He scratches at the floor. Grinds his teeth. Rubs his eyes.

INT. KITCHEN 
Casey enters. He scratches his beard. 

OWEN
I made you a fuckin' burrito, eat it. 

Casey ungracefully slides into the booth next to Fin. 

FIN 
The king graces us with his presence. 

Owen puts the plate and a can of beer in front of Casey.

CASEY
Mhm, thanks. 
FIN
You came back really late again. 
CASEY
I sure did...Dad. 

Casey takes a bite. Fin flips him off. 

FIN
Were you out with that Embler guy again?

Side eye.
Fin Pinches Casey's cheek. Casey swats his hand away. 

FIN
Did he take you somewhere nice again? Buy you some diamonds this time? 

Casey pops the tab on the beer can. 

FIN
You're becoming a cat on our porch...
CASEY
And you open the door for me anyways...Yes, leftovers are in the fridge. 

He takes a sip.

OWEN
Well I'm glad you're expanding your areas of influence. 

Casey looks at the label. 

CASEY
Embler makes beer? 

Fin and Owen amused. 

FIN
I picked it up earlier this morning. 
CASEY
We wanted to celebrate. Embler's soon to be...what are you doing again? 
CASEY 
I'm...

Casey picks at the tab.

CASEY
a doctor- 
OWEN 
Yes! Emblar's soon to be finest doctor known for his limp wrist and steady hand. 

Casey smiles to himself. 

INT. BATHROOM-LATER
Casey on a stool in front of the sink. Fin behind him. Casey has shaving cream on his face. Fin flicks open a straight razor.  

FIN
You haven't asked me to do this in a while...what brought this on? 

Fin's gaze meets Casey's through the mirror. He gently tilts Casey's chin. 

CASEY
I need a fresh start. 
FIN
Shedding? 

Fin begins shaving his face. 

CASEY
Maybe. 
FIN
Does he do more than pay for your dinner and dick you down after? 

Casey scoffs. Fin rinses the razor in the sink. 

CASEY
Yes, actually it's me fucking him most of the time. 
FIN
That's new. 

They sit in a comfortable silence. 
Casey stares down at the murky water. He sits a little straighter. Fin watches him through the mirror for a moment. Casey's mouth parts. He decides against it. Almost done.
A thin cut opens across the side of Casey's neck.

FIN
Oops.

Fin pulls his hands away. Casey leans forward to look at his neck. Fin dabs at his neck with a towel. Wiping away shaving cream and blood. He catches a bead of blood with his finger. Brings it to his mouth. 
Casey watches him. Watches him bring his finger to his lips. Watches him wipe his face clean. 

FIN
Would you like to spend the night upstairs? 
CASEY
Yes. 
FIN
Always so eager to please. 

Fin drops the towel in Casey's lap. He turns to leave 

FIN
Clean up after yourself. 

Casey grabs the towel. He reaches to drain the sink.

I'm a doctor*.