Dee Dee, legend. Long story short he was a benefit bouncer/ gyro jumper from Glasgow, Scotland.
Throughout the day, sleep. During the night, film4 specials. What he lacked in sleeping pattern he made up for in imagination. One night he was on the moon, the next he was escaping from Yoker.
Sometimes, he over slept and woke up during the morning around 9am. This put Dee Dee in disarray, he was involuntarily nocturnal due to excessive smoking. He would use this time to nip the job centre and speak to his work coach. His coach knew he was never to work, but he did a crack job faking job application searches. After a long half an hour at the jobby, the bus would sweep him off of his feat and back on to his coach. Home.
Dee Dee was oblivious to the fact that there was even great countries in the middle of a power struggle. He never watched sky news, boring as fuck. His preferred watch was Jeremy Kyle or the Limmy show, even upgraded to Now TV for a month and saw some mad shit.
Dee Dee got a call from his brother. His dad died. This was massive to Dee Dee, nothing compared to this; not even having his job seekers allowance stopped, not even running out of green. There was a funeral coming soon, just outside of Glasgow. It was the supposed place of burial for William Wallace, just where Dee Dee's dad wanted to be buried.
The day of the funeral was eventful - wip