THREE STUPID FRIENDS

 (Scene: A crowded city street. Three friends, JIM, MIKE, and STEVE, are walking together, deep in conversation.)

JIM: I can't believe it's already been a year since high school graduation.

MIKE: Yeah, it feels like just yesterday we were sneaking out of class to play video games in the arcade.

STEVE: (sarcastically) Oh man, those were the days.

(The friends stop at a street corner, waiting for the crosswalk signal to change.)

JIM: So, what are we going to do now that we're all grown up and out of school?

MIKE: I don't know, maybe we could start a business or something.

STEVE: (excitedly) Oh, I know! We could invent a new kind of toilet paper that doesn't leave any residue on your butt!

JIM: (rolling his eyes) That's not exactly a viable business idea, Steve.

STEVE: (defensively) Hey, you never know. It could be a game-changer.

(The crosswalk signal changes and the friends start to cross the street.)

JIM: (to Mike) You know what we should do? We should start a band. I've always wanted to be a rockstar.

MIKE: (skeptically) A band? You can't even play an instrument.

JIM: (confidently) That's where you come in, Mike. You're a natural on the drums.

MIKE: (unenthusiastically) Great. Just what I always wanted to do, spend my weekends playing in smelly bars for drunk people.

STEVE: (excitedly) Ooh, ooh, I know! We could start a food truck!

JIM: (sarcastically) Because the world really needs another food truck.

STEVE: (defensively) Hey, it's a hot trend right now. And think about all the delicious food we could serve.

JIM: (groaning) I give up. We'll never agree on anything.

MIKE: (laughing) Yeah, we're a pretty hopeless trio. But at least we'll always have each other.

(The friends continue walking, still bickering and joking with each other as the scene fades to black.)