[ CW ] Write a creative story using only dialogue .

`` I got nothing.'' 
 
 `` Nothing?'' 
 
 * < sigh > * `` No. Nothing. I found nothing, I got nothing, there *is* nothing left out there to find. Told you....it's time to move on.'' 
 
 `` No. No, I do n't believe that. There *has* to be something. *Has* to! If you just --'' 
 
 `` *Will* you *shut* the *fuck* up! If you would *ever* shift your ass and head out there for yourself to look you'd *know* there's nothing left!'' 
 
 `` Look, you --'' 
 
 `` Every night, who's out there?'' 
 
 `` Well, you, but --'' 
 
 `` *Who's* the one who brings back what they can each day?'' 
 
 `` Look, if you think I'm not doing --'' 
 
 `` *Who* knows the area better than anyone? Anyone, of course, consisting of'me' and'you'?'' 
 
 * < sigh > * `` Fine. You fucking know it all. You fucking *do* it all. Happy now?'' 
 
 `` Positively orgasmic. So, when I say it's time to move on, you gon na give me any more grief about it?'' 
 
 `` Yeah. Plenty. But I ai n't gon na argue with you over it.'' 
 
 `` No, huh?'' 
 
 `` No. I may be a worthless, shiftless, do-nothing fuckup...'' 
 
 `` I, ah, do n't recall saying anything like *that*...'' 
 
 ``... but I'm not an idiot. I could see this was coming a couple of weeks ago; at first you were bringing in less, but I made it stretch, not that you noticed at all...'' 
 
 `` I noticed!'' 
 
 ``... then you were only bringing in enough to keep us going, but no more than that. Again, I was able to stretch it with what I was able to put aside, but that only went so far.'' 
 
 `` Again, I noticed!'' 
 
 `` Yeah, sure you did. You noticed my management of what was left like just as much as Sophie noticed me!'' 
 
 * < groan > * `` Not this again...'' 
 
 `` Hey, fuck you, man. She had the most *beautiful* brown...'' 
 
 `` Look, man, I *did* notice, I *do* appreciate ( just to head off the next complaint ) what you do, and Sophie's been dust for *two goddamn years! * Let her go, already! This is *why* we're in the boat we're in; you ca n't move fucking *forward*!'' 
 
 ``... bastard.'' 
 
 `` Yeah. Sorry... I do n't mean that. I'm just on edge. We're low on everything, and it's a long walk to fuck knows where and fuck knows what we'll find when we get there.'' 
 
 `` Yeah. All right. When you want to leave?'' 
 
 `` What do we have to wait for? The sooner we start off, the sooner we can die out there, right?'' 
 
 `` Right. * < laughs > * All right, let me grab my bag, and pack everything we still have in the trunk here. Oh, look! Nothing! All right, let's go!'' 
 
 `` Sarcasm not required. Unless it's coming from me, of course.'' 
 
 `` Noted. Lead on. Anywhere in particular?'' 
 
 `` I was thinking the park across the city. They have oak trees and beech trees and pine trees up the *ass* and they *have* to have nuts for the two of us. As long as we keep out of sight of the cats and the dogs and the kids we should get there OK. Ready?'' 
 
 `` No. But let's get going anyways.''
