Opening scene: An addict sitting in a grey plastic chair, in a circle of other addicts sitting in grey plastic chairs, inside a decommissioned church basement painted grey, turns the brightness down on his phone that is cantilevered out in front of his face by way of a dual strutted adjustable metal arm that once belonged to his desk lamp, but is now riveted to the side of his skull (something he designed for himself one night after waking up from a dream filled with the sound of his neighbour dragging a lawn rake over asphalt). The room is quiet as he stands up, wipes a trickle of blood off the side of his neck with a handkerchief, clears his throat, and announces to his ostensibly less afflicted company that he is, in fact, an addict.
Scene 2: A female addict who has sewn her phone into the palm of her hand with bullion thread, stands up after the male addict sits down and says that she needs to use the bathroom. As she leaves the perimeter of the circle she presses send on the text message she composed while the male addict was introducing himself.
Scene 3: Flashback to earlier: As people arrive at the meeting and partake of the free coffee and doughnuts, the female addict with the phone sewn into the palm of her hand chats the male addict up and exchanges numbers with him. During this exchange, the male addict spills some coffee down the front of his shirt (because of his anxious reaction to pretty girls, and to social gatherings). He adjusts the angle of the cantilevering phone device so that he has a clear view of the coffee stain, pulls the handkerchief out of his pocket, wipes another trickle of blood off the side of his neck, folds the handkerchief over, and soaks up what he can of the coffee from his shirt. At this moment the group leader calls everyone down into the basement so that the meeting can begin.
Scene 4: Flashforward to the present: The male addict receives a message on his phone as the female addict leaves the room. His phone was set to vibrate, and the vibrations travel down the cantilevering phone device to the rivets in his skull. He winces in pain as he reads the message, which tells him to meet the female addict in the bathroom.
Scene 5: The male addict excuses himself from the group circle and makes his way to the bathroom. He taps on the bathroom door, his heart beating in his throat, hot blood trickling down his neck. The female addict opens the door, pulls him in and starts groping the area between his legs until it’s as hard as a conduit pipe. She then takes out two mouse pads, gets down on all fours, puts the pads beneath her knees, holds up her phone hand high enough to create a compelling POV, engages the video app with her thumb, hits record and says, “You have a bit part in my nature doc.”