[F4A] Walking in on your girlfriend recording romantic audios [...but she keeps picturing you as her listener][VA speaker][meta][throwbacks to the past][talking of love][snow][cuddling in her car]

This is inspired from a comment made by Phoenix (slumbering joy) 9 months ago. You're reading this post because lavendher reminded me of that comment yesterday. I've linked both their channels- please do check out their content when you have time. It's truly wonderful stuff.

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Word count (dialogue only): About 1.3K

For the listener:

It's just another day in your life with your VA girlfriend...

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SCRIPT:

(Reading from a script...)

Sshh. No one can hear us. They’re, um, they’re all asleep, I think. But we’ll have to be really quiet.

You wouldn’t want your friends to wake up and see me kissing you, now would you?

(Giggling) What? Their tents are not that far away from ours!

Well yeah, technically yours. I-I know I’m not supposed to be in your tent. But I couldn’t sleep in mine. It’s cold.

No, really. It hasn’t started snowing, but there’s such a chill over the lake. All throughout the forest. And it’s, like, really quiet at this hour of the night. The silence is almost eerie.

Can you really blame me? The silence felt deafening. I tried counting sheep, but I kept counting all the reasons I like you instead. I closed my eyes to sleep, but I kept seeing your face. Your smile. And then I got really annoyed, because you weren’t letting me fall asleep.

(Exhaling, whispering) It’s only fair you make it up to me for ruining my sleep schedule.

I know. I missed you too, darling. You were singing completely out of key around the campfire earlier. And you almost burnt your fingers while trying to roast marshmallows.

(Whispering) How do you even manage to do that? You had a stick to roast the marshmallows!

Really? You got distracted? I wonder by what...

I see.

Well, I’m not sure if you’re blaming me or the evening sun for how it made me look- what with the “last light of the day” running through my hair and all, but- it’s a good thing I noticed and took pity on you, isn’t it? Else you wouldn’t be eating any marshmallows.

Oh? Your friends would’ve helped you?

I don’t know, darling. I don’t think the power of friendship would’ve saved you back there.

Do your friends kiss you like this?

(Kissing the listener gently)

Yeah. I thought not. (Tiny giggles)

I’ve liked you for the longest time. I was content with just the teasing, the awkward flirting, the accidental brushing of our hands...but not anymore. I told myself I’d...I’d invade your tent on this camping trip, get on top of you like this, and then...(sighing) show you how much you mean to me.

When we have to return to college, I don’t want us to go back to just being friends. I-I just can’t put up with it!

I like you. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine.

I like you.

It doesn’t matter what time it is. We...have time. We have all the time in the universe.

I’ll always have time for you, my darling. Because when I’m talking to you, I think of how much you- I think of- I-

(SFX: Car door opening)

-huh?

Darling, what- what are you doing here?!

(Beyond the script...)

Checking up on me? I’m fine! I just- I was...you know. Recording.

(Almost to herself) Yeah. In my car.

I don’t know, babe. I just have lots of memories attached to this old car, you know? It’s here that I kissed you for the first time.

It’s also here that I recorded my first few audios. From my phone. Before I, you know, got an actual mic and a recording room set up. Well, more of a recording closet.

I guess I just wanted to record this one from my phone, for old times’ sake.

You’re not going to keep standing outside in the cold, are you? Come sit beside me. I can finish this audio later.

(SFX: Car door closing)

(Sighing) I didn’t want to awake you. You just look so peaceful while you’re sleeping. I didn’t want to get out of bed either, but- I can’t sleep in late every single holiday. I’m not you. (Giggling a bit)

Oh, darling, I am sorry for leaving you alone. But I did wrap my scarf around you before leaving. I thought the scent would remind you of me.

It did? That’s why you missed me even more? Awww!

I’m sorry, babe. I promise I’ll make it up to you!

Yeah. I will. I’ll give you all the cuddles you want.

(Sighing) So you’re going to be like that, are you?

Fine. How about I start by cuddling you right now?

Yeah. Come on. Get close.

There we go.

(Breathing slowly, audibly) Is this better? You’re not still pouting, are you?

You need a while to be sure? (Sighing quietly) You’re precious.

Yeah. You are.

You’re still wearing my scarf. You can keep it if you like.

Yeah. I am fond of this scarf. But now that I see you wearing it- well, I’d say it’s a fair trade.

You can wear my scarf, get under the blankets, and listen to my audios in bed. Just don’t do it while I’m there with you, because that would be weird. (Giggling)

Oh, I was just recording one of those- those confession type things. Something about a camping trip.

Yes, actually. Not very different from the one we took a few months back. I try to find scripts with which I can connect on some level.

What does my character do? Well, she sneaks inside her crush’s tent and kisses them.

I didn’t sneak inside your tent. I had your permission to come and go whenever I pleased.

Yeah. I did. Your gestures, blushing, periodic inability to form complete sentences around me, your looks, your actions- they all told me. I mean, you basically did everything short of telling me you were in love with me. One of us had to make the first move.

(Whispering) You wished I’d sneak inside your tent.

(Kissing her partner)

I only regret not kissing you back then. We just stayed up all night in your tent- our tent- talking, snuggling, and playing shadow puppets. And then snuggling some more.

I did fall asleep at some point, didn’t I?

Can you really blame me, darling? You have that effect on me. Not making me feel drowsy, of course- well, sometimes, when you won’t stop talking until 4 a.m. (giggling)- not that I mind.

But really, you make me feel comfy. I feel like I can talk to you about everything. Confide in you all my secrets. You’re my best friend.

Hmm. You were surprisingly chill when I told you about my hobby. Strangely enthusiastic about it, too. I didn’t think you’d actually encourage me to keep doing this.

(Sighing) I guess, you just understood how much I like roleplaying. Bringing all kinds of stories to life. And the idea of bringing comfort to people with my voice- something about that just makes me happy. You often tell me how you find my voice comforting.

Mhmn. This script is alright. I mean, I had to make a few changes, and it’s kind of cheesy in some places, but- I don’t mind that, really.

I’ve told you before, haven’t I? Part of the reason I like doing this is because I...for some reason, I always end up thinking you’re the listener.

I imagine it’s just you and me having a conversation. I think up all your responses inside my head. Whether I’m kissing you in a tent, or confessing my feelings to you at a bookstore, or taking care of you when you’re sick, or teasing you until you fold, or- oddly enough- kidnapping you so I can have you all to myself.

Oh, you don’t need to worry about me actually kidnapping you. (Whispering) As long as I have you all to myself.

I guess what I’m trying to say is...you are the silent listener. My listener. And I really do appreciate you so much for being here, and listening.

I suppose this current script is alright, really. I can see a small part of myself in this character, in what she says to you- my listener. And that makes it easy for me to record the script.

I wonder if a scriptwriter writes from personal experience, too. Or if it’s all from the secret world inside their head.

Really? You think so?

(Sighing) I suppose you’re right. It has started snowing, and it’s getting cold, and we should probably head back in. But with you here, snuggling up next to me, it’s still warm inside my car, and...and I suppose you’re right, my love.

Sometimes, it’s from the heart.