Continuing the story of Preston Dirges and Valerie Valencourt, we follow Valerie back to her studio apartment after her first day at work…
INT. VALERIE’S STUDIO – NIGHT
Valerie enters her studio flat, flicking the light switch. The bulb’s filament burns out. A phone rings by a window. Valerie scuttles in darkness, banging her knee against furniture. Silhouetted by the light from a street lamp, she answers the phone and rubs her knee.
VALERIE: Hello mum.
VALERIE’S MUM: How did you know it was me? It might have been a boyfriend.
VALERIE: Be serious, mum. Only you would call the moment I got home from work. And I haven’t got a boyfriend. (beat) At the moment.
VALERIE’S MUM: Did you only just get home? Are they keeping you late on your first day?
VALERIE: No, my train was delayed.
VALERIE’S MUM: Well? Tell me all about it. How was it?
VALERIE: Strange. I feel like I’ve just had my first day at a new school. (childish voice) Please don’t make me go back tomorrow!
VALERIE’S MUM: Don’t be silly dear. You know you have to go back tomorrow.
VALERIE: I’m only joking, mum. I didn’t have the best of starts, that’s all.
VALERIE’S MUM: So what’s your new boss like?
VALERIE: In a word, indescribable.