INT. BEDROOM, HOUSE - MORNING11Listening to the floorboards CREAK and VIBRATE as music continues to BLARE out, TAY, a 19 year old boy, SLIDES his feet into his designer trainers, ignoring the laces.He ZIPS up his grey jumper and FLICKS his hood up, whilst looking BLANKLY into his DUSTY mirror for a short moment.Tay then YANKS his phone from his speaker lead creating a moment of silence - until you hear a sudden SLAM as he shuts his bedroom door.INT. KITCHEN, HOUSE - MORNING22Tay walks into his kitchen, where the sound of SQUEAKY floorboards follow him.The mood QUICKLY changes into a BRIGHTER atmosphere - Tay enters the kitchen listening to the news coming from a SMALL PORTABLE radio. His MOTHER, whom is wearing a flowery cooking apron, is washing up.Being BLINDED by the glare of the sunlight coming from the windows, TAY draws the curtains shut, BLOCKING most light from coming into the kitchen.MOTHERTay what have I told you about shutting the curtains? And don’t even think about changing the radio station.Changing the station REGARDLESS, Tay takes a bowl from the washing up area and REPEATEDLY shakes it, drying the bowl. Tay then GRABS the remaining value brand cereals. As the last few CRUMBS fall out of the box, TAY throws the cereal box onto the kitchen side, where it then slides SMOOTHLY on the side, onto the floor.MOTHER (CONT’D)Pick that up Tay, I wish you’d show some respect in this house, seeing as you do absolutely nothing.Continuing to IGNORE his mother as if she wasn’t even in the room, the ringtone of a Nokia phone ECHOED around the thin walls of the kitchen.The BLAND COLOURLESS phone screen displays ‘ADAM ringing’. Tay however declines the call, cutting off the ringtone, and then SLIDES the phone into his tracksuit pocket.