~Summer points to the radio, and it finally clicks in his head. He walks over and pauses the music, before looking back to his doorway.~
Shifty~"Ok, what now?"
Summer~"What are you doing in here? You look nuts."
Shifty~"Maybe I am."
Summer~"Seriously."
Shifty~"Seriously, I uhh.... no, fuck it, I'm not telling you."
Summer~"Why not? It's not like I'm going to tell the whole world after I leave."
Shifty~"Because, I'm not telling anyone. Don't consider yourself discriminated against, I just prefer to keep this to myself."
Summer~"Lose some medication?"
Shifty~"What are you implying? My teammate was the whore, not me."
Summer~"No, I meant like, for ADD, or something."
Shifty~"I don't have ADD! Fuckin' Christ, how many times do I have to tell people that? Grade school, high school, the general public, I DON'T HAVE ADD! I just get bored sometimes, and see how high I can climb."
Summer~"Riiiight."
Shifty~"Shouldn't you have somewhere to be?"
Summer~"Actually, I do. I just noticed the chaos brewing in here, and figured I'd check it out. Guess I'll see ya around."
~Summer looks at him oddly before walking off. Shifty began mumbling to himself as he unpaused his music.~
Shifty~"ADD.... don't FUCKin' have ADD...."
~Shifty turned his back to the radio, and the song almost immediately switches to "Brain Stew" by Green Day. Shifty turns and stares down the radio over his shoulder.~
Shifty~"You just have to taunt me today, don't you?"
~He continues looking around, but obviously isn't finding what he's looking for. Before too long, Stephanie Starrett shows up. She walks inside, and pauses the music, causing him to whip around. She suddenly sticks her nose up in the air, and sniffs.~
Starrett~"Did you lose someone in here? I smell skank."
Shifty~"No, Summer happened to be walking by, saw me in here, wondered what the hell I was doing."
Starrett~"The unmistakable stench. You actually talked to her?"
Shifty~"Just because you don't like people, doesn't mean I can't talk to them from time to time."
Starrett~"Meh. I guess she did have a point though, what the hell ARE you doing?"
Shifty~"On Rage, there's this a twenty four-seven style contest for the High Risk Championship. I'm high risk, right? I've been high risk my whole career. I take risks everyday! I've just gotta find a way to show them how."
Starrett~"Interesting. Well, maybe you could start by not trying so hard."
Shifty~"The fridge! That's it!"
~Shifty runs over and slides on his knees up to his mini fridge sitting in the corner of the room. He pulls out a half full (he's optimistic) half gallon of milk. He looks around the bottle for the expiration date.~
Shifty~"This shit is a week old!"
Starrett~"Oh God no."
~Before she can tell him not to, he unscrews the cap, and starts chugging. A sour look crosses his face, but he manages to choke down the entire contents of the jug. He then stands up and kicks the jug across the room.~
Shifty~"Holy breastmilk that shit was disgusting!"
~Shifty smacks his tongue around, as Stephanie rolls her eyes.~
Starrett~"Yeah.... but you showed them...."
Shifty~"No I didn't, that was just stupid!"
Starrett~"Wow, surprised you didn't figure that one out earlier. Look, your whole career, you've taken risks without really thinking about it, you've just done it. Now that you're thinking too hard about it, you can't come up with anything. Dangerous is natural for you, the moment you overthink it, it's too forced, and you end up looking ridiculous."
Shifty~"I know, I'll call Joe Rogan!"
Starrett~"What?"
Shifty~"Joe Rogan, ya know, Fear Factor, UFC commentator."
Starrett~"I know who he is, but where did you pull that idea from? And how do you have his number?"
Shifty~"We're tight, I'm a big UFC fan, I met him at an event. Anyways, this guy hosted Fear Factor for five years, he's gotta know of some risky shit I could do."
Starrett~"Did you hear anything I just said a second ago?"
Shifty~"Oh yeah, every word."
Starrett~"And you're still calling Joe Rogan?"
Shifty~"Yeah.... your point?"
Starrett~"You didn't hear anything I said a second ago, did you?"
Shifty~"No, not a word. Look, I gotta make this call. Could you clean this shit up when I'm gone?"
~Shifty pulls his cell phone from his pocket, and walks out of his locker room. Stephanie looks around at the mess he's made, and shakes her head.~
Starrett~"That boy has lost his damn mind."
~Stephanie leaves the room without touching a thing, as the scene fades.~