A Short Film
INT- BEDROOM-NIGHT TIME "Fucking shit god damn it!" Tyler exclaims as the pressure of time begins to press down on him. The knowledge that his story is due in tomorrow, and he has fuck all to hand in. Desperately, he grabs at a discarded Freddo packet. Tyler stares with great intent into the mind of the Freddo, in a ill thought out attempt for some last minute inspiration, as honest a try as it may have been, little Freddbert refuses to give up his secrets of being a well thought out character, with intricate emotional scarring and a developed love triangle, so emotionally taxing, that if anyone were to ever hear of the tale, they would break down immediately into tears, and would eventually die of dehydration. Angrily, Tyler throws the packaging at the wall on the opposite end of his room, only for it to gently flutter down to the carpeting besides his feet. He stares despondently at the packaging, contemplating what his life has become, wondering if he's finally been...