😱 “Amber Found Anthony and Shayla at Woody's… What She Did Next Shocked Everyone!”😱 Full Skit BELOW👇

 😱 “Amber Found Anthony and Shayla at Woody's… What She Did Next Shocked Everyone!”😱 Full Skit BELOW👇


“Amber Found Anthony and Shayla at Woody's… What She Did Next Shocked Everyone!”


WOODY’S BAR – NIGHT

Woody’s is dimly lit. The DJ plays 2000s R&B. People are vibing. At a corner booth, ANTHONY and SHAYLA are laughing a little too hard over drinks.

Anthony (flirting):
I swear, you’re like... 99% of the reason I even came out tonight.

Shayla (twirling straw):
And what’s the other 1%?

Anthony (smirking):
Happy hour wings.

[CUE DRAMATIC SOUND EFFECT: "DUN DUN DUUUUN"]

CAMERA WHIP PAN TO: AMBER walking in. She spots them. She freezes. Her eye twitches.


WOODY’S BAR – MOMENTS LATER

Amber walks up slowly, with the calm intensity of a woman who’s just scrolled through every tagged photo on Instagram.

Amber (smiling, calm):
Wow... Shayla. Anthony. Funny seeing y’all here. Together. On a Thursday.

Shayla (nervous laugh):
Haha… yeah! Small world, right?

Anthony (sweating bullets):
Uh… Amber, I thought you had your “book club” tonight?

Amber (deadpan):
Yeah. We finished early.
(beat)
Just like you finish your lies.

[BARTENDER ducks behind bar, sensing incoming drama.]


WOODY’S – CENTER OF ATTENTION

Amber suddenly pulls out a whiteboard from her oversized tote bag. Everyone around goes silent.

Amber (dramatic voice):
Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to present Exhibit A: The Group Chat Timeline.

She flips the board: a wild timeline showing text receipts, Instagram DMs, and even a GPS map screenshot.

Amber (pointing at timeline):
Shayla told me she was going to her “cousin’s baby shower.”
Anthony said he was “working late.”
Yet here they are — neck deep in mozzarella sticks and betrayal.

Shayla (panicking):
Amber, I didn’t even KNOW y’all were still—

Amber (interrupting):
Girl, you were my Maid of Honor. In The Sims 4. That means something.


INT. WOODY’S – FULL CHAOS

A crowd forms. Someone starts live-streaming.

Bar Regular (yelling):
OHHH SHE GOT THE RECEIPTS!

Anthony (pleading):
Amber, baby, come on. Can’t we just talk about this?

Amber (calmly sipping his drink):
Oh, we talked.
Now it’s your turn… to listen.

She grabs the mic from the DJ booth.

Amber (on mic):
If your man says he’s “working late” on a Thursday…
Just know he’s probably out here with Shayla.
And the wings.

[Crowd erupts: “SHEESH!” “NOT THE WINGS!”]


WOODY’S PARKING LOT – NIGHT

Amber walks out dramatically, slow-motion, purse over shoulder, Beyoncé playing faintly in background.

A STRANGER hands her a churro from a food truck.

Stranger:
That was the coldest walk-off I’ve ever seen.

Amber (nodding):
Justice tastes like cinnamon sugar.

[END SCENE]


🎬 POST-CREDIT SCENE:

Shayla and Anthony sitting in awkward silence.

Anthony:
...So, you still hungry or...?

Shayla:
Only for revenge.

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