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A room, rather nondescript save a glass door where JAMES stands, lost in thought. It is the dead of mid-November. The stage is dark save for the door, letting in a few strands of light. so if the room was descript we wouldn't be able to see it anyways. The lights come up on the center of the room, showing a group of school aged boys. One of them has a black eye and is holding a cigarette. He takes a puff and hacks

JIMMY: Hell, that's strong He wipes at his eyes and hands it off to the next person

The boys each take a puff of the smoke while a punk rock song blares through a set f ancient speakers. Each one reacts differently, mostly with curses. Most grab the wrong end and screech in pain.

James:V.Over the cursing Jimmy and I were gonna go fishing that summer, but he left Primary school and I never saw him again. He was one of many forgotten promises I made over my life, and that I remembered that night by the window.

JAMES moves to slam his hand on the window, but doesn't
James V.O Cont: I didn't want to wake up the old man, he was one of the only adults I ever respected.
The lights fade once more, it is only JAMES and his window once more

Description
A room, rather nondescript save a glass door where JAMES stands, lost in thought. It is the dead of mid-November. The stage is dark save for the door, letting in a few strands of light. so if the room was descript we wouldn't be able to see it anyways. The lights come up on the center of the room, showing a group of school aged boys. One of them has a black eye and is holding a cigarette. He takes a puff and hacks

JIMMY: Hell, that's strong He wipes at his eyes and hands it off to the next person

The boys each take a puff of the smoke while a punk rock song blares through a set f ancient speakers. Each one reacts differently, mostly with curses. Most grab the wrong end and screech in pain.

James:V.Over the cursing Jimmy and I were gonna go fishing that summer, but he left Primary school and I never saw him again. He was one of many forgotten promises I made over my life, and that I remembered that night by the window.

JAMES moves to slam his hand on the window, but doesn't
James V.O Cont: I didn't want to wake up the old man, he was one of the only adults I ever respected.
The lights fade once more, it is only JAMES and his window once more