“Shayla EXPLODES at Wayne’s Party 😱 — Iman & Delicia Caught Dancing Together!”💔 

🎉 WAYNE’S PARTY — LIVING ROOM, MUSIC THUMPING 🎉

Wayne: Okayyy everybody! Drinks over there, dance floor over here—try not to break anything this time!

Delicia: laughing No promises.

Iman: Wayne, why is the music so loud? I can feel it in my teeth.

Wayne: That means it’s working.

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👀 CUT TO: Iman & Delicia near the dance floor

Delicia: You’re not getting out of this. One dance.

Iman: One. And only because you threatened to take my keys.

Delicia: grins and pulls him in Relax. It’s just dancing.

(They start dancing, laughing, not noticing the phone cameras turning their way.)

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😱 MEANWHILE: Shayla walks in

Shayla: Heyyy—okay, who invited half the city? I can’t even breathe in here.

Maya: Girl, you said you were gonna chill tonight.

Shayla: I was—until I saw what I just saw.

Maya: …What did you see?

Shayla: points across the room THAT.

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💔 CUT TO: Shayla staring at Iman & Delicia

Maya: Oh. Ohhhh.

Shayla: Why is Delicia’s hand on his shoulder like that?

Maya: They’re just dancing—right?

Shayla: Maya. I’ve seen weddings with less body contact.

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🔥 Shayla marching across the floor

Wayne: Shayla! Heyyy—uh oh. Nope. That walk looks dangerous.

Shayla: Move.

Wayne: Absolutely not, I like my face too much.

(Shayla brushes past him.)

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💥 SHAYLA AT THE CENTER OF THE DANCE FLOOR

Shayla: AHEM.

(Music keeps playing. People stare.)

Delicia: Oh hey, Shay—didn’t know you were coming.

Iman: Shayla? You okay?

Shayla: I’m fantastic. Just fantastic. So fantastic, actually, that I’d LOVE to know what exactly is going on here.

Iman: We’re just dancing.

Shayla: Just dancing? JUST? With her hand on your shoulder, his hand on your waist, both of you looking like the prom photo you never had?

Delicia: Shayla, you’re overreacting—

Shayla: Overreacting? Girl, I reacted before I even got here. Now I’m just following through.

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🎤 THE CROWD GASPS

Iman: Look, I wasn’t thinking. She dragged me.

Delicia: Nobody “dragged” you. You were smiling.

Iman: Don’t help.

Shayla: Wowww. The confession and the betrayal. Two-for-one special tonight.

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😳 Maya tries to intervene

Maya: Everyone, let’s take a deep breath. Preferably not the same one.

Wayne: Yes! Yes. De-escalation! Great idea. Also—who turned off the music? This felt less awkward with the beat.

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💔 Shayla softens—just a little

Shayla: I’m not mad because you danced. I’m mad because neither of you thought how it would LOOK. You know how people talk.

Iman: You’re right. I should’ve been more aware.

Delicia: I wasn’t trying to start anything, Shay. It just… happened.

Shayla: Well now it “happened” in front of everyone… and probably on six different phones.

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📱 A RANDOM PARTYGOER

Random Guy: Seven, actually.

Wayne: Bro, not helping!

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💗 A tense truce

Iman: Shayla, let’s go talk somewhere quieter. I owe you an explanation.

Delicia: And I owe you a drink after you’re done yelling at him.

Shayla: Not yelling. Discussing firmly. With eye contact.

(Shayla walks off with Iman. Delicia exhales.)

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Wayne, watching them leave

Wayne: Parties are supposed to have drama, but this is premium content. Someone remind me to never invite all of them at once again.

Maya: Wayne, be serious.

Wayne: I am. My carpet is emotionally exhausted.

🎬 FINAL SCENE — OUTSIDE ON THE PORCH

Iman: Shayla… look, I’m sorry. I got caught up in the moment. I didn’t think about how it’d make you feel.

Shayla: It’s not just the dancing, Iman. It’s that you didn’t even notice I walked in. You didn’t notice me.

Iman: I did. Eventually. Just… too late.

Shayla: sighs I don’t want to be the person who makes scenes at parties. But I’m also not gonna pretend it didn’t hurt.

Iman: You deserved better than that. And I’ll do better—if you want me to.

(Silence. Music thumps faintly from inside.)

Shayla: I’m not giving up on us. But trust? That has to be earned again.

Iman: Then I’ll earn it. One step at a time.

(He reaches for her hand. She hesitates… then lets him hold it.)

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🎉 CUT TO: INSIDE THE PARTY

Delicia: You think they’re okay?

Maya: I think they’re talking… which is better than yelling.

Wayne: Good. Because my security deposit cannot handle round two.

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🌙 BACK OUTSIDE

Shayla: Let’s go back in. But you’re dancing with me this time.

Iman: Happily.

(They walk inside together. People glance, whisper, then smile as they see the two holding hands.)

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🕺 MUSIC RESUMES — DANCE FLOOR

Wayne: Ayyye! That’s what I like to see! Drama healed, party restored!

Maya: For now.

Delicia: smirks Don’t jinx it.

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📸 FINAL SHOT

Shayla and Iman step onto the dance floor.
He pulls her close—respectfully this time.
She relaxes into him.
Everyone cheers as the music rises.

And the night ends not with an explosion… but with understanding.

Fade out. 🎬