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Shikamaru 4
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First Person
I’m procrastinating again. Go figure. I’ve already played seven games of Spider Solitaire, cleared minesweeper three times and I got bored of Sudoku two hours ago. And I’ve tidied my desk. See, I can be productive if I want to be.
Considering that I’ve got to hand in a script by 9am tomorrow, I’m not being productive in the right direction.
This is supposed to be the easy part; I’ve got the job. I should be able to write a dialogue for this.
It’s sex, it’s not meant to be a Shakespearean monologue or a Greek agon or something. It doesn’t need to be profound. ‘Oh baby oh baby, touch me there. That’s right...’
...God. I’ll lose all respect for myself if I actually write something like that. This is such a pain in the ass.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful that I’m here and I’ve got a job, but... did it have to be on a film called ‘Busty the Vampire Layer?’ What do they expect from me? Terrible puns about stakes going into places that they shouldn’t? How do you write an entertaining dialogue when the movie’s tagline is ‘It’s not just Dracula who’s good at sucking?’
Man. I’m going to have to get another hardcore book out of the library. I’m already getting weird looks from the old lady behind the desk; she thinks I’m a pervert, I just know it.

Third Person
Shikamaru had missed his mother's deadline again.
He was lying sprawled across a bench outside a diner in Salt Lake City, waiting for his breakfast to digest before he embarked on the drive on the I-15 through Utah to Nevada. The day was already warm, with a beautiful blue sky above him peppered liberally with fluffy white clouds. Shikamaru didn't mind missing his departure time so much- it wasn't as if he was in a great hurry after all. Besides, what was the point in rushing anywhere? If he had run out of his motel and missed getting breakfast just so he could miss the rush hour six hours later when he eventually got to Reno, he wouldn't have had those wonderful blueberry pancakes or his morning caffeine fix, and he would have gone through the day without the chance to lie back and watch the clouds as the world passed him by at breakneck pace.
Hmm, maybe he should consider a major in meterology if the writing thing didn’t work out and he chose to go to university after all. At least no one would be able to get on his case for watching clouds if he had a legitimate reason to.
Shikamaru was rudely interrupted from his thoughts by the beeping of his cel-phone. R u on the road yet? Dont 4get to call ur mom wen u get there, doofus! Ino.
He rolled his eyes and shoved his phone back into his pocket when it beeped again.
Have you left? Call home as soon as you arrive. Don't forget to send your new address. xxx Mom
Shikamaru sighed and put his phone onto silent before he lay back and closed his eyes.
Women were so troublesome.