Inside a room engulfed in darkness exists only two light sources:
The window and the computer monitor. In front of the monitor sits our hero, CLARK, 29, but all his (online) friends call him the C-MAN.
Sitting in the natural habitat of his bedroom that he's dubbed the CE ROOM, C-Man engages in an intense confrontation over the internet.
FOCUS ON: A can of Mountain Dew sitting on C-Man's desk moments before he picks it up and takes a satisfying swing of the refreshment. Another troll defeated.
He wipes the sweat off of his head and leans back in his expensive gamer chair with a wide grin across his face, but C-Man's celebration is interrupted when he hears CHATTERING outside his room. Upon expecting the noise, he finds his neighbor, an extremely attractive BLONDE GIRL conversing and laughing with his (one-sided) rival THAD.
C-Man was livid. No amount of e-victories could fill up the hole in his ego he made specifically for Blonde Girl's affection.
He slams his greasy fist against the wall.
C-Man (Amped Up): Today is the day...
Don't mind me, I'm just writing the script for my next movie. ---