Warning: you may get scared just a little
World Academy W
A white door opens and we see Alfred entering a narrow hallway which leads to a large fairly modern living room. "I'm home" he says nonchalantly throwing his backpack on the armchair.
"Hey" Mattew, who is on the couch with his bear, says. "It was about bloody time. Where have you been. School ended two hours ago" Arthur, who is putting something in the freezer, adds.
"Chill out, bro. I had some business to take care off" Alfred says literally dropping himself on the couch, spreading his arms and legs so wide, Mattew has to scoot over.
"Alright then. I have to go to work now" Arthur says getting his bag and coat.
"Ah man" Alfred says turning to look at him dissatisfied. "All you do is work. Can't you take a day off or something. We literally never hang out."
Arthur sighs: "Someone has to pay the bills around here. You should be grateful that I, as the oldest, took that burden upon my self...And besides, it's only every other night."
"Whatever" Alfred says waving his hand. Mathew doesn't react. He just sits with his bear in his lap.
"I'll see you two tomorrow. If you get hungry, there are some scones in the freezer" he says and walks out. The faces of the two brothers turn pale.
"Don't worry, I'll make pancakes" Mathew says and gets his apron with the maple leaf on it. Alfred continues to chillax putting his feet up on the coffee table.
Next scene: Another door opens. They have a big NFL poster on it. Alfred opens it. Mattew's voice is heard saying goodnight. "Good night bro!" Alfred says and enters the room filled with his favorite stuff. From sport's memorabilia, to movie posters and even albums of his favorite boy band. As soon as the door is closed shut, Alfred loses his cool facade. He rubs his neck and sighs.
Next scene: A small cabinet door opens. We see that it is filled with prescription drugs. Alfred, with a worried expression, takes a few. In his tiny private bathroom, he pours their entire content into his hand and swallows them all.
As he gets into bed, we hear his thought: "I have to keep it together. Gotta stay cool, gotta stay though."
The night has fallen a long time ago. The room is illuminated only by the streetlight outside. Alfred is in bed, throwing a football up, unable to sleep.
"I'm managing to keep my demons under control. All except the biggest two" we hear his train of thought. He looks at his TV. Two motionless figures are on each side. One red, one blue, looking exactly like him with only their eyes covered by shadows.
"They are driving me nuts. All the horrible things they make me do. All the wars, divisions, fighting, manipulation, clashes. I can't catch a break" he stops throwing his ball and stares at them.
"Should I stay with the red? Blue really ticked me off last time. Then again, the red is getting on my nerves now… Maybe I should just get rid of them both? Then again, if I do that, all my enemies would attack all at once. And I've made a lot of enemies" he continues. Still looking extremely anxious, he takes the remote and turns on the TV. One of his favorite shows is on. The two figures disappear, hit by the glow of the TV. Alfred finally smiles, taking up a comfy position.