P1: 3 AM Long shot starting from ceiling panning down to Lana laying wide awake in bed. Ominous noises like scratches, taps, howling winds.
P2: 6 AM Alarm blaring, Lana, clearly exhausted is still awake. Goes to turn alarm off. Quick panel of Ava
Ava: It’s a 30 minute drive to school and you will not cause my son to be late. I will drag you out of bed myself.
Lana traces her hand along the wall walking down the stairs. In the kitchen: Ava is doting on baby Thomas; Cain eating breakfast looking at his phone; Isaac making a sandwich. Ava looks up in distaste
Ava: I see you haven’t read over your rules properly. I expect you to not dress like a tramp in this household-
Cain: Ava dear, stop being a bitch. Don’t worry about her Lana, she’s just overprotective.
Ava: *tch. Isaac, this your new foster sister, Lana. Lana, my son Isaac. It will do you both good to depart now or you’ll be late.
Isaac roles his eyes, grabs keys. They both walk outside.
Isaac: I’m sure the hag has briefed you. I’ll be driving us to school everyday.
Driving. Isaac looking straight toward the road. Lana looking at Isaac from the corner of her eye. Tapping her fingers nervously.
Lana: Soo.. heh.. What’s your favorite color?
Isaac: roles eyes, Look, I’m not interested in chumming it up with another random foster kid so. turns up music.
Lana makes a face. Turns to look out the window.