PILOT.

ACT 1: …they actually are not alive / they said be polite

YAW rushes to a trotro.

yaw

boss, you dey go adjiringanor?

he asks the mate

MATE

adjiringanor, block factory, curve, curve…!

the mate calls out like they always do, ignoring YAW.

yaw

yeah, right. the cheap casts are always stuck in character.

he whispers, as he’s let’s inside the trotro to take his seat.

yaw

good evening…

he greets another character sitting right by him, with a welcoming face.

the character turns his head to look in his direction, and back into focus.

YAW gets shy and awkward he greeted.

yaw

mnh… mnh…

YAW clears his throat.

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