Seedance prompts: Family drama

Insert on a small kitchen counter at night under one pendant light. A tired hand in navy scrub sleeves fans out a stack of envelopes, and one envelope with a red stamp slides to the top. A hospital badge on a lanyard lies beside a cold cup of coffee. Locked camera, warm tungsten light against blue window light. Sound: <envelopes>, <refrigerator hum>, <clock ticking>. No readable text, no subtitles.

Medium shot in a cramped kitchen in the morning. Lily, a 16-year-old girl in an oversized hoodie with braces and headphones, sits at the table eating cereal with her headphones on. Grace, a 45-year-old ER nurse with a graying bun and navy scrubs, comes in from a night shift and lifts one earcup off Lily's ear. Shot 1: Grace says in English {Grandpa's coming to dinner.} Shot 2: Lily stops chewing. She says in English {We have a grandpa?} Warm morning light, lived-in clutter, naturalistic family-drama look. Sound: <tinny music leaking from headphones>, <spoon on bowl>. Exactly two people. No subtitles.

@Image 1 is Grace: a 45-year-old ER nurse with a graying bun and navy scrubs. @Image 2 is Walter: a 70-year-old man in a brown cardigan with a walking cane. @Image 3 is the front porch of a small house at dusk. @Audio 1 is Grace's voice and contains her exact line. @Audio 2 is Walter's voice and contains his exact line. Grace appears first. Exactly two people. Shot 1: Over-the-shoulder from behind Grace in the doorway, looking down the porch steps at Walter, who holds a supermarket bouquet. Grace says in English, in the voice from @Audio 1, {Twenty years, and you bring carnations.} Shot 2: Reverse over-the-shoulder from behind Walter. He leans on the cane. He says in English, in the voice from @Audio 2, {They were your mother's favorite.} Shot 3: Close-up on Grace. Her jaw tightens, then her eyes go wet, and she doesn't close the door. Golden dusk light, porch lamp just switched on. Sound: <crickets>, <screen door creak>. No background music, no subtitles.

Close-up of Walter, a 70-year-old man in a brown cardigan leaning on a walking cane, sitting alone on a plastic chair in a hospital corridor at night. 0–3s: He turns a visitor pass over and over in his fingers. 3–6s: Footsteps approach off-screen. He looks up, hopeful. The footsteps pass, and his face settles again. 6–8s: He says quietly in English, to no one {I should have called.} Cold fluorescent light, shallow focus. Sound: <fluorescent hum>, <footsteps passing>. No music, no subtitles.

Establishing shot of a small one-story house on a quiet street at dusk. The porch light flickers on, a bicycle lies on the lawn, and an old sedan pulls up to the curb and stops. The camera holds static from across the street. Warm suburban palette, soft evening haze. Sound: <crickets>, <car engine shutting off>, <a dog barking far away>. No people visible, no subtitles.