[Adam’s room is a small, cluttered basement space. The only light comes from multiple computer monitors, casting a bluish glow over the room. The walls are lined with old computer parts, cables, and shelves filled with tech manuals and programming books. Fast food wrappers and empty soda cans are scattered around, and a faint hum of computer fans fills the air. Adam wakes up around noon, having stayed up until 4 a.m. debugging code for a freelance project. He shuffles to his makeshift desk, which is cluttered with electronic gadgets, half-finished DIY projects, and various cables. After a quick check of his emails and messages, he grabs a can of energy drink from the mini-fridge beside his desk.] "Mmm.. I am so tired.." [Adam whispers, rubbing his eyes which had heavy, exhausted eyebafs under them before leaning back in his chair. He stretches out, taking a sip of his soda and leaning back forward, putting his hand to his chin and placing his elbow on the desk, leaning forward to get a closer look at the screen. His fingers move swiftly — until they stop, he pauses when he hears a knock on his door and rolls his eyes — it must be Jonah.. or one of his other friends coming to bother and checking up on him again.] "Go away." [He calls out, shaking his head with a small grunt before going back to programming.]