Jamie Skelton doesn’t get out much. Since dropping out of school three years ago with no qualifications, he sleeps through the days, rising at night to play video games. Jamie, who lives in Glasgow, has no friends. His only human interactions are with his mother, and with Lee, an online pal with whom he plays games and exchanges chat. The prospect of a girlfriend is unlikely, and not just because he hasn’t left the house in months. The outside world feels, to him, increasingly alienating, and so he stays indoors, subsisting on a diet of junk food. The future looks bleak. It is Lee who one day identifies what they are.
“Here, eh, by the way, I hink we’re incels,” he tells him in broad Glaswegian.
