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2900  Kat sets down a tray upon which sit three shots of disgustingly cheap tequila and three pints of a beer of some kind. She can't actually recall what she ordered as she's already drunk. That should be obvious from the fact that she just purchased three vomit inducing tequila shots. No one orders such poison on their first round. At least no sane and rational person, which Kat, mostly believes she is. Our trio sit in a corner booth of a rather busy establishment. O'Malleys is the name of this bar. It's a rather kitsch Irish themed joint that's about as authentic as a three dollar bill. This place is run by a motley crew of various ethnicities, none of whom hark from the land of Ire. There are multitudinous neon green signs splattered about the walls flashing ubiquitous Irish bar themed slogans, things to do with Guinness, four-leaf clovers and leprechauns. Cliches abound. This place is also packed right now. It's wall to wall hipsters. You've never...
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  3 NOW 636 BACK TO PRESENT: INT. OUR TRIO’S MANHATTAN APARTMENT - KAT'S BEDROOM - DAY Julian, Nate and Kat sit in bed in shock. NATE That was a dream.  JULIAN Definitely a dream.  KAT But if we all had the same dream, that means we’ve either ascended to some new level of bestfriendedness and our souls are meeting in the astral plain to share in a cosmic orgy of dreamtime love, or...  All three stare down camera as they realize in unison. Dolly/Zoom push in. KAT/NATE/JULIAN WE HAD A THREESOME! KAT How the hell did this happen? All three scan their hazy recollection of the night before. Kat, Julian and Nate sit where we left them, naked in Kat's bed. Each with the same stunned look on their faces. 'Do you remember that happening?' Kat asks. The boys nod. Slowly. A stunned nod. A nod of shock. A shock nod. 'That can't have happened.' Nate says in denial. 'There's no way in hell I'd kiss Julian. No offence Julian, you're just no...
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Kat, Nate and Julian are locked in a three way kiss. All three are highly inebriated. So much so, that were they not all supporting each they'd likely lose their individual balance and collapse to the floor. Kat breaks the embrace and rips off Nate's shirt, exposing his ridiculously ripped body. So buff and toned is he that he has an eight pack. Each ab perfectly formed, like islands on his stomach. Kat leans forward and starts kissing his chest. Julian leans in and kisses Nate, who reciprocates in his drunken and drugged stupor. The significance of this act will become evident later. Nate has always considered himself a staunch heterosexual. He's never kissed a man before, but right now, he's tongue deep in Julian's mouth and loving it. Julian can't believe his luck. He's always found Nate attractive in the physical sense, but never in his wildest dreams had he envisaged such an encounter occurring. Kat fumbles at Nate's belt, trying to remove it, but a...
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1 The morning of… Kat Sommers lies asleep in bed, snoring with reckless abandon. Jackhammers don't snore this loud. Not that jackhammers snore, of course, but you get the aural correlation I'm making. Kat Sommers is cute as a button, which, when you think about it is a very weird expression. Buttons, by nature, aren't cute. They're small, round and functional. Kat is small, five foot three to be precise, but she's not round, she's athletically slim . At least that's how she describes herself in the various dating apps she frequents on the daily. And as far as her functionality goes, it is presently being proven. Unbeknownst to her, at this very moment she has not one, but two viable embryos in her uterus. Each of which have been inseminated with sperm from a different man. Sounds made up, right? Sounds like the work of fiction. I assure you it's not. It's a real condition called Superfecundation. It happens in roughly one in ten thousand instances o...
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