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By
Daniel Feldsien
INT. STUDIO APARTMENT - MORNING
An alarm clock BLARES, the face reading 9:15.
NICK
Gya!
He sleepily makes his way to the kitchen area.
NICK
Dammit!
He curses and digs through a cardboard box at his feet. He
throws aside an old and dented toaster.
He pulls a toaster pastry from the box and shoves into his
mouth raw.
He frantically searches for his jacket as he puts on a
stained T-shirt. He reaches at the air by his door. No coat
rack. He turns quickly, again stubbing his toe on the large
box of books.
NICK
Ah! Son of a-!
Nick groans and turns away from the sharp, blue light, too
tired to deal with it.
FADE TO BLACK