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*Mike, with dark circles under his eyes and looking depressed, shuts his bedroom door behind him.*
*Mike looks wearily to his desk.*
*The bonsai tree sits on his desk next to his lamp and notebook.*
*Mike approaches the desk while grabbing a chair. His expression remains sullen as he sits down.*
*Mike sits down and rests his head on his hands, staring forlornly at the bonsai tree.*
*Figures of Mike and Sandy sit at its base.*
*Mike begins to quiver and tear up as he gazes at the two figures.*
*Mike, tears rapidly welling in his eyes and still trembling, pulls up his phone and begins to type.*
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