Slow dolly in we see a corner of a sleeping bag as we move deeper into the trailer's laundry room. as we get closer we turn to find Wade scrunched up, playing his video games.
As he types we hear this voice over: "I wasn’t welcome in my aunt’s room across the hall, which was fine by me. I preferred to crash in the laundry room anyway."
Cut to show laundry spinning
VO: It was warm, it afforded me a limited amount of privacy, and the wireless reception wasn’t too bad.
Cut to the detergent on top of the machine vibrating.
And, as an added bonus, the room smelled like liquid detergent and fabric softener.
Cut to Wade shooing off a cat, follow the running cat until it reaches its trailer trash mother.
VO: The rest of the trailer reeked of cat piss and abject poverty.
I was curled up in an old sleeping bag in the corner of the trailer’s tiny laundry room, wedged into the gap between the wall and the dryer. I wasn’t welcome in my aunt’s room across the hall, which was fine by me. I preferred to crash in the laundry room anyway. It was warm, it afforded me a limited amount of privacy, and the wireless reception wasn’t too bad. And, as an added bonus, the room smelled like liquid detergent and fabric softener. The rest of the trailer reeked of cat piss and abject poverty.
Cut to him in his sleeping bag, restlessly flipping and flopping. Cold air visibly coming from his mouth.
VO: Most of the time I slept in my hideout. But the temperature had dropped below zero the past few nights, and as much as I hated staying at my aunt’s place, it still beat freezing to death.
Establishing shot: Pose the trailers residence for a group photo by families.
Cut to aunt.
VO: A total of fifteen people lived in my aunt’s trailer. It wasn’t as crowded as some other units in the stacks. It was a double-wide. Plenty of room for everybody.
Cut to the Depperts
VO: The Depperts
Cut to the Millers
VO: And the Millers, there were six of them, and they paid the largest share of the rent.
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