INT. ENT'S LIVING ROOM - DAY

Ent jolts up, sweating, and immediately thinks of Joni, worrying. He calls her. The news is on, talking about a "Corona Virus".

She answers, and he sits up to attend, focusing hard on her voice.

ENT

Hey...

No answer.

ENT

What's up...?

His phone vibrates right in his ear almost making him jump. He checks the number, missing most of her reply.

JONI

I'm about to leave; me and some friends are heading to a show--what do you want?

ENT

--Oh, I was wondering do you wan'--...

JONI

--That's them; I gotta go. 

ENT

Ah--...

JONI

Bye--Oh, and by the way, I can't wait to hear my diss track, asshole.

Before he can respond, she's already hung up.

ENT

(under breath to self)

I was drunk... Hh...

He notices the news playing on the TV...

. . .

He turns the TV off passionately, and makes his way from under the covers and off the couch.