In the soft hum of the TV, a young man finds himself alone with his thoughts and a full bladder. Boredom and the need to go urge him to act. He stands, zipper down, and starts to piss, the golden liquid arching out, splashing onto the floor. The TV's glow illuminates his face, a mix of relief and idle pleasure as he empties his bladder, the puddle growing, a silent companion to his late-night solitude.