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Did Bree tell you about her photography exhibit?

-No. -She's really talented.

The department picks only a few students every year.

Oh, my God, that's so cool.

I went to go see my mom.

And it was good? It was normal?

I wouldn't say normal.

We had mimosas.

Wait, didn't you tell me once that she was an alcoholic?

She was. She's not anymore.

What? That... That's not how that works.

You're making me choose between you and Bree. It's sick.

I hope you told him what a fucking asshole he was that night.

He dumped her while she was wearing a coconut bra.

-I don't think I was there. -Yes, you were.

I know that was the night that you slept with someone else.

Do you still feel like he's under your skin?

Yeah. All the time.

Say you lied on tape, or I will tell Bree you fucked Evan. Your choice.

Why are you doing this?

Because I want to hurt you, and I don't know how else to do it.

He wants a reaction.

Anything you do, he'll do something worse.

Hey, Mom.

Diana, what the hell are these photos

that were sent to your father?

Look, okay, I get it. He's really scary.

Sorry, um, I just think I need to be alone right now.

Okay.

-Bree. -I need to talk to Oliver.

He's really not here, Bree.

Do you know that she's 17?

-It's not okay. -I'm sorry.

I know. I know.

Hey.

I just... I didn't know who else to call.

You make things better.

I don't know what to do.

If you want me to...

If you want me to pretend like this never happened, I, uh...

I will.

Well, what do you want?

What do I want? Right now?

I want to fucking kiss you again.

But I also want to not be a complete fuck-up

that hurts everybody, so...

Yeah.

I've been really confused the past few weeks.

I really have.

I think about you a lot.

Me too.

I thought I was maybe imagining it.

No. No, you weren't. You weren't. You weren't.

I'm gonna break up with Pippa.

-What? -Yeah.

No. I-I... I'm not, like, asking you to do that.

No. No, I'm not saying that you are. I just...

I'm not... I'm not saying that.

It's j... And it's not just because of this.

I mean, this... This makes things pretty clear.

But, um,

I don't even... I don't even think Pippa's in love with me anymore.

I think we're just best friends.

But either way, I'm not... I'm not gonna keep lying to her.

And I'm not... I'm not asking you to do anything.

I don't know where your head's at.

Hey.

I really care about you.

I really care about you, too.

I'm breaking up with Evan, too.

-Only if that's what you want. -It is.

I feel like this...

This could be something good.

And I don't want to fuck it up because we're both lying.

Yeah.

You do feel like this is a real thing, though?

-Yes. Yes. -Okay.

Okay.

-Okay. -Okay.

Okay.

What then?

Because we can't just, like, become a thing.

Well, we can let stuff settle for a bit, and then we can figure out what this is.

Okay.

-Okay. -Okay.

-Okay. -Okay.

-I should go home. -What?

I have my exhibit.

Oh.

That's right.

All right, I guess I'll... I guess I'll see you later.

Yeah.

♪ I think we have to walk ♪

♪ I keep waving at the taxis ♪

♪ They keep turning their lights off ♪

♪ But Julie knows a party at some actor's ♪

-Okay. -♪ West Side loft ♪

It's the last one for a while.

Okay.

-That's the last one. -Mm-hmm.

We're done here.

That's the last...

♪ So simple in the moonlight ♪

-Hey. -Hey.

I slept at Evan's.

Oh, cool.

-Yeah. -Are you good?

Yeah, yeah.

Probably a mistake to start drinking at noon.

-Yeah. -I'm gonna sleep a little

before the exhibit, but I'll see you there, right?

Yeah, I'll see you there.

Hey. We need to talk.

My office hours are full today.

Why don't you book something later in the week?

I'd rather talk now.

Okay.

What can I do for you?

It's about Bree.

Oh, right. Well...

I'm not sure there's much I can offer on that subject.

Why don't you just listen?

Bree and I are back together.

Congratulations.

Look, I know you don't give a shit,

but she's important to me.

And I feel like I'm losing her.

She just keeps pushing me away.

And you clearly have some sort of weird hold on her.

She hasn't been the same since you fucked with her head.

So I just want to know...

what advice do you have?

Sorry, just to be clear.

You're asking me how to fuck with her head?

No, no, no, no. I'm asking you how to stop her

from sabotaging something that's good for her.

Just tell me what to fucking do.

Look,

Bree is a very frightened person.

I wouldn't say that.

No, she is. Trust me.

All she wants is to feel like she's on solid ground.

She is desperate for stability.

So you have to be there for her.

Well, what do you mean?

I mean that if she feels like she needs you,

then she won't push you away.

She's lucky to have someone like you, Evan.

You're a reliable person. Most people aren't.

She just might need to be reminded of that.

-Hey. -Hey.

I'm so hungover.

I hope I wasn't embarrassing yesterday.

Uh, no.

-Did you have fun? -Yeah.

Uh, thanks for being so nice to me.

You didn't have to be.

Of course.

Hey, Tegan, wait.

You... Uh...

Sorry, I-I-I know this is gonna sound crazy,

but I-I need to be honest with you about something.

Okay.

Stephen's not a good guy.

He... We're not friends.

I'm... I'm scared of him.

That's the only reason I went along with everything he said yesterday.

Okay? He's... He's honestly dangerous.

And, look, I'm only telling you this because...

I-I wish somebody told me.

Are you being serious?

Yeah, you... You should stay away from him.

Okay.

Just... Just please be careful.

Yeah. Okay.

Um...

thank you for telling me.

Yeah.

Hey, what's up? It's Evan. Leave a message.

Hey, Evan.

Uh, we need to talk about something.

Call me back.

Hey.

Hey.

-Pippa said you were here. -Yeah.

Um, I just... I have a lot of work to do.

Uh, listen, I'm sorry about yesterday.

I-I didn't mean to put pressure on you about this summer.

I'm an asshole.

You're not an asshole.

Okay, but I still feel bad about it.

And obviously, I want you to spend time with your mom

if that's what you want.

Wait.

Look...

We need to have a bigger conversation

before we're talking about the summer and all of that.

Yeah. Yeah, I agree, actually.

But let's... Let's not talk about that today.

Tonight's a big night for you.

Let's wait.

Okay?

Okay.

But let me help you out today.

I could pick your mom up from the train station and drive her here.

No. No, I don't want to put that on you. She'll just take a taxi.

No, come on. It'd be nicer for her if I pick her up.

Besides, she's been on the train for how many hours?

Yeah, it is a long trip.

Exactly.

This is better.

Okay.

Yeah, thanks.

Yeah.

Great. Just, uh, text me her number, and I'll take care of everything else.

Okay.

-What are you doing here? -You didn't answer your phone.

-Yeah, that was intentional. -Well, we need to talk.

All right, but it needs to be quick.

Stephen's gonna tell Bree you and I had sex.

What are you talking about?

Just trust me. It's happening.

-How do you know this? -Because I know.

It's complicated, but I know he's going to.

He's not done punishing me.

Or you.

-And he's gonna do it soon. -And you know this for a fact?

Yes.

-Oh, fuck. -Listen,

it's really so simple, okay? We just deny it.

-But I already told Stephen it happened. -Yeah, but you didn't tell Bree.

So when Stephen tells her, we just deny it.

Why... Why would Bree believe Stephen, who she fucking hates, over you or me?

That's maybe true.

It's actually pathetic we've been allowing him

to hold this over us forever.

It's not like he has any proof.

And you're okay just lying to Bree?

We're already lying to Bree.

Look, you... You fucked this up by telling Stephen,

so now we have to protect her.

This would devastate her.

Hey, we... We can control this.

Okay?

Just swear to me, anything Stephen says,

we tell Bree it's not true.

Look, if you and I are on the same page, there's nothing he can do.

Okay.

Do... Do you swear?

Yeah. I swear.

Okay.

Thank you.

Hey, this is Diana. Leave a message.

Hi.

Um, I'm sorry that things got weird yesterday.

I just wanna see how you're doing, so call me.

-Hey. -Hi.

-Can I come in? -Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, of course.

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Well, no, not really. Uh, no.

Okay.

Look, you... You really are my best friend.

I know.

You're mine.

Yeah, I know.

Um...

but lately, it... it feels like, um,

maybe that's...

maybe that's like all we are.

What do you mean?

Do you... Do you... Do you feel like we're just best friends?

Okay. I feel like you're... You're trying to get me

to say something instead of just saying it yourself.

Yeah. Ahem.

Yeah, I'm sorry. Okay. I-I feel like...

lately we've, um, been...

I-I feel like we're...

We're just, um, more...

More just friends.

So you're not in love with me?

Not, uh...

No, not in the same way, I don't think.

I'm sorry.

Oh, wow.

Okay.

But are you? I mean, I feel like maybe this was mutual.

I don't know. I...

I just wasn't expecting this to happen right now, okay?

But you don't want to be with me,

so that's that.

Okay, let's, uh...

-This isn't going well. Let's back up. -Okay, how did you expect this to go?

You just walk into my room and tell me that you're rejecting me.

I'm sorry, I don't want you to hate me.

I... Okay. I don't hate you.

Fuck. I just need a minute, okay?

I don't... I don't want to leave if we're not okay.

We just broke up, so clearly we're not okay.

Honestly...

it hasn't felt like you've been that interested in me for a while now.

Kind of feels like maybe you were

just with me 'cause you felt bad.

And if I was wrong about that, I'm sorry,

but that's how it felt.

Will you just... Could you just leave?

This is just... It just feels bad.

It feels bad!

Sorry.

Are you here on purpose this time?

Yes. Can we talk?

Um...

yesterday was pretty fucked up.

What... What part of yesterday?

Bringing that freshman just to rub her in my face.

Why... Why do you assume that was about you?

Maybe I really like her.

-Do you? -Would it matter if I did?

If you were trying to fuck with my head, it worked, okay?

Uh, you're the one who chose this.

And you seemed really happy with your decision.

Of course, I'm not fucking happy.

Even if I did try and fix this now, it's...

wouldn't fucking matter.

We've been disgusting to each other.

What do you... What do you mean?

What do you mean... What do you mean, "fix this"?

How would you... How would you do that?

I mean...

even if I did exactly what you asked me to do,

if I told Bree the truth about Evan

and just accepted the fallout...

come on, it's not like you and I are gonna work.

Why do you say that? I'm not saying that's what I want.

I'm just curious what you mean by that.

I mean, we've been horrible to each other.

I lied to you about Evan,

and you have that fucking tape of me.

Just... Just knowing that you have it and you can hold it over me, it's...

We'd never be able to trust each other.

And that was... That was the whole point, for us to trust each other.

You chose Bree.

Bree's my friend, yes.

But I-I've realized lately...

the thing you said about how if she actually knew me,

she would never speak to me again.

I think you might've been right.

She doesn't know me that well.

Not the same way you do.

You're... You're like the only genuine relationship I have.

It's just... It's... It's too fucked up now.

It's pointless to even talk about.

It's not pointless.

You... You really did hurt me.

I know.

But if you're serious about telling Bree...

if you'd really do that and just come clean to everyone,

I think that would go a long way

in me being able to trust you again.

So you miss me?

A little bit, yeah.

Things have, uh...

They haven't felt right.

It's felt, uh, a little... flat.

You know?

Yeah.

God, but if... If I tell Bree, I'm...

I'm basically blowing up every friendship.

You, you would be the only person who wants anything to do with me.

So I...

I-I really need to be able to trust you, okay?

I can't...

I can't be scared you're just gonna hold shit over me forever.

Obviously, if we were back together...

I'd give you back the tape.

Okay.

You can tell Bree.

If that's what you need to do...

you can... You can do it. I just... I can't do it myself.

I-I need you to... I need you to do it.

That... That is a little hard for me.

With the Evan of it all.

Oh.

Yeah.

Okay.

Um, why... Hey, why don't we just talk about it tomorrow?

Okay? Bree... Bree has her exhibit thing tonight anyway,

and it would just...

It would just be mean to do it before then.

Yeah.

What's that for?

There's a Yale event, uh, tomorrow.

My... A professor who's an alum is throwing it.

It's for all the students who got in.

Aw, nice.

I need to think about all this.

Yeah.

Let's talk after my event.

Okay.

Yeah.

I just have to say, you really are so adorable.

Oh.

And thank you so much for driving me. It really is so sweet of you.

Yeah, of course. This is me.

Ooh, fancy.

So how's Bree? Is she nervous?

A little, but she's excited you're here.

-Yeah? -Yeah.

Okay, yay. It's just been so special

having her pop back into my life like this.

Hey, uh, so we're a little early to go now.

Do you want to grab a drink? I could use one.

Sure, yeah, as long as you think we'll be there on time.

Yeah, definitely.

Okay.

-Hey. -Sorry.

Sorry for... I'm sorry for just showing up.

No, no, no. I-I'm sorry.

Um, I...

I was... I was gonna call you back.

I've just... I've just been stressed.

I wasn't trying to ignore you.

-Really? -Yeah.

And I didn't mean to snap yesterday.

The stuff with my dad is just

beyond rational brain comprehension.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

So, um, something crazy just happened.

Wrigley and I just broke up.

Or, like, he broke up with me.

Oh.

Wow.

Yeah.

Yeah, he said he could, like... He could, like, tell that we were,

like, more friends than anything else, and...

I don't know. I mean, obviously, I have no right to be upset,

but it was...

It was still kind of sad.

I'm sorry.

I don't think I handled it very well.

I mean, obviously, like, it needed to happen.

Anyway, hey.

Let's, like, talk about literally anything else.

Um, I don't want to be depressed

when I go to Bree's exhibit, so...

Um...

Well...

um...

looks like I'm going to Stanford.

What? You got in?

Yeah.

Oh, my God, that's amazing!

Thanks.

Wow.

You're definitely going there, though?

Oh, I just thought you, like, applied to a few different places.

Yeah, but I think Stanford's the best fit for me.

Um, and I like the idea of the West Coast.

As far from Stephen as possible.

I actually...

I took this one, like, second week of freshman year.

Feels more like five years ago.

I didn't think it would be that big.

No, it's... It's big.

I'm sorry.

Okay, I'm gonna... I'm gonna take a lap.

Give you time to talk to your fans.

-Hi. -Hi.

Is your mom here yet?

Not yet.

It's gonna be great.

I, uh...

I don't know if this is the right time to tell you this,

but I did break up with Pippa.

What, already?

Felt wrong to wait.

Well...

is she okay?

She's pretty upset.

-Hey, it's not your fault. -Oh, God.

-It's not your fault. -I feel terrible.

No, don't.

It was, uh... It was the right thing to do.

Hey. Have fun tonight, okay?

Okay.

-I'll just go. -Okay.

-Hi! Hi. -Hi!

Are we late? I'm so sorry.

No, you're not late. Thank you for coming.

Of course. This is so amazing. This whole campus is so amazing.

I've never been here before.

I mean, you know that, obviously.

It's just... It's so nice.

-Yeah. -Hey.

Oh, my God. Is this yours? This is beautiful.

Oh, no. No, my section is over there.

Oh, my God!

Um...

Has she been drinking?

She was like this when I picked her up.

What's Stephen doing here?

Hey.

Hi. I...

I didn't know you were coming.

Yeah, everyone else was coming, thought might as well.

Yeah, totally.

-Hello. -Hey.

Surprised to see you here.

Oh yeah, I-I like artsy things.

Yes, that's the first thing I say when I describe you.

"He likes artsy things."

You know, Bree's photo of you is like a whole centerpiece.

-Oh. -Wow.

That is a very oversized photograph of you.

It's pretty old.

I'm gonna go look at Bree's stuff.

Hmm.

What's going on with you two?

What do you mean?

Like yesterday. The whole thing with Tegan.

I'm pretty sure you don't consider Stephen one of your good friends.

It's nothing. I've...

I'm just trying to keep the peace.

Okay.

Stop, Bree, you're like a professional!

Are you for real? I am so not creative.

This is definitely not from me.

Oh, it's me.

Yeah. I, uh...

I wanted to surprise you. Do you like it?

Um...

Um, it's so close.

Yeah, but you look so pretty.

I just wish you had asked me before you put a picture of me up in public.

Oh.

Okay. Sorry.

I'm gonna go get us some wine.

Jesus.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

What time is it?

Oh, fuck.

Bree's exhibit started like an hour ago.

I should really get going.

I just really don't want to be around Lucy right now.

I know you're mad at Lucy,

but maybe take it easy on her.

She's going through a lot right now.

Oh, yeah? She's going through a lot?

Yeah.

The Stephen shit is intense.

It's just a mindfuck.

Um, hey, why are you defending Lucy all of a sudden?

You hate her.

Why does it bother you so much

if Lucy and I are okay now?

Because she's acting fucking insane lately, especially to me.

Look, I'm not...

I'm not saying she's making the best choices,

but Stephen really fucked her up.

-I don't think you totally get it. -Yeah, you're right, I don't.

I don't get it.

I don't... I don't understand how either of you

can be in a relationship with someone like Stephen.

Or how you can plan your whole future around him.

I mean, you planned to go to Yale with him,

and now you're going to Stanford just to avoid him?

You're upset because I don't want to go to the same law school as Stephen?

No. No, I'm just saying, like,

your whole life still somehow revolves around him,

but you won't even consider me.

I mean, we're gonna be on opposite sides of the country now.

But there's nothing I can do about it.

There literally is.

You want me to change where I'm going to law school because of you?

No.

I don't know.

It's really unfair for you to put that on me.

What? What's unfair?

I'm asking you to think about me?

No, asking me to make plans based around you

when I literally just got out of a relationship like that.

Okay, well then maybe you don't care about me

as much as you cared about him.

This...

This is way too intense.

What?

On top of everything else I'm going through, um...

Okay, I'm sorry. Come on.

I'm sorry, but I, um...

I think... I think maybe we shouldn't do this anymore.

So that's just it? It's...

This is over?

It... It just doesn't make sense right now.

Okay.

When is it gonna make sense?

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

Okay.

Um...

I just think my neck looks weird, don't you?

No, I think your neck looks great.

No, it doesn't. It's fine.

It's fine. I just...

It's not your fault. You're so talented.

I'm just... I'm not photogenic.

I look much better, like, in real life.

Well, I think you're so pretty in person.

And I think you look so pretty in the photo.

But I'm... sorry.

I should have asked you before I put it up here.

Yeah. Okay.

Hey, Bree. Congratulations.

I mean, your work is so impressive.

You must be so proud of yourself.

And how are you doing after what we've discussed?

Feel any better after you got some sleep?

No. No, I don't feel better.

I feel like he needs to be stopped.

I see.

-Hi. -Hi.

Anyway...

Hi, I'm... I'm Bree's mom, Mary.

Oh! Nice to meet you.

I'm Marianne.

Oh, I love your accent.

-Grazie. Thank you. -Get some water?

Okay.

Bree, I don't need water.

-Who is that? -She's a teacher.

So why didn't you introduce me?

It's... It's complicated.

Do you not want me to meet people?

Because I've been here for a while and I haven't really met anyone.

No, no, I want you to meet people, okay?

Here. Um...

-This is my best friend, Lucy. -Hi.

-This is my mom. -Hi!

It's so nice to meet you. I've... I've heard so much about you.

You have?

Uh-huh.

Well, it was really nice meeting you.

Yeah, you too.

When's this one from?

Uh, it was... Uh, with Pippa the other day in their room.

Just... Yeah.

Hey, is that Bree's mom?

-Yeah, I guess. -Yeah.

Huh.

Thank you.

Here you go.

-Am I embarrassing you? -No.

No, not at all.

It doesn't really seem like you want me here.

That's not true. I'm... I'm so happy that you're here.

Then why do you look so sad?

I feel like I should go over there.

Don't. Leave it.

Hey, uh, what's up?

Hey, um, I know you're at Bree's photo thing,

but could you come over?

What's going on? Are you okay?

No.

And... yeah.

Now. Please.

I need you.

If you care about me at all, please, I'm not... I'm not okay.

Um, I... Uh...

Okay, my...

My place is closer. I can meet you there.

-Okay. -Okay, bye.

Go. Hang out with your friends.

I don't need you to, like, babysit me.

I want to hang out with you.

Hey. Is everything okay?

Yeah, we're great.

Are you?

Yeah, I think it's time for me to go.

No. Please, don't go.

Bree, can I borrow you for a minute?

We just want to get a group photo with everyone.

-Right now? -Yeah.

Okay, just give me a second, okay?

Hey.

Hey, hey. Bree, go. It's okay.

Go. Take your photo, okay?

Hey, Mary. Please don't... Please don't leave yet.

This is a really big night for Bree,

and you have no idea how excited she was that you were coming.

I doubt that. I'm obviously making her uncomfortable.

No, no, you're not. I-I promise you, you're not.

Don't worry. I get it. Okay?

I'm not as fancy as these people.

-I'm embarrassing her. -No.

Hey, please, please. Don't go.

Okay?

Honestly, you... You should just stay because Bree's amazing,

and I-I know you haven't gotten to know her that well,

but you should because she's...

She's genuinely the best person I've ever met.

She's my best friend, and I know her better than anyone,

and I-I promise you she's not embarrassed of you, okay?

It's just... It's not who she is.

And if you leave like this, you're...

You're really gonna hurt her, so please don't do that.

Okay, I'll go say goodbye.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hey.

That was moving.

You know Bree better than you know anyone? She's the best person you've ever met?

No, Stephen, I was just saying that because...

Because she needed my help.

Oh.

Yeah.

I think now is the perfect time to tell Bree about you and Evan.

-Let's go get her. -No, Ste... Please.

Please do not do that, okay?

She's already really upset. It's just... It's not the right time, okay?

-Then when do you want to tell her? -I don't know.

Not right now, okay?

Just... Stephen, if you just give me the tape back,

I will tell her, I promise, okay?

Just...

I'll tell her right after this, or whenever you want.

You are so bad at this.

-What? -What's the plan? What was the plan?

-There's no plan. -Okay, you know what? I don't give a fuck.

-You're never getting that tape, ever. -Just fucking give it to me, please.

Just fucking give me the tape. Just give it to me, okay?

You're being fucking insane. Just please give it back to me.

Even if I did give you the tape...

you don't think I would have made a copy?

Did you even consider that?

It is just fuck up after fuck up with you.

I thought you left.

I'm... I'm going to.

Um, I just wanted to say bye first.

Oh, okay.

I'm sorry if I was like...

It's just these things can be kind of stressful.

It's fine.

Are you mad at me?

No.

I'm not mad.

Thank you for coming.

Get home safe, okay?

-Bye. -Bye.

Hey.

You okay?

What happened tonight?

Look, she was pretty drunk when I picked her up.

She kept talking about how crazy anxious she was.

Maybe she started drinking on the train to loosen her nerves?

I don't... I don't know.

Hey, I'm sorry.

I wanted it to go better for you two tonight.

I feel like such an idiot.

Hey, why don't I take you home.

No, that's okay.

I-I still have a few things I have to do here and...

um...

I think I just want to be alone tonight.

-Okay. -Okay.

-Night. -Night.

Hey, are you okay?

No.

No.

It's okay. It's okay.

I just feel like everything

is so fucked up lately

and I'm losing everyone.

And I'm losing you.

No, you're not. No, you're not.

Um, what are... What are you doing?

Oh, fuck.

You don't want me anymore.

No, no, Pippa, it's... It's not that. It's just...

We broke up.

I know, but, like, just for tonight.

I just... I just want to feel better.

I-I-I don't think this is such a good idea.

Please.

Please. Please.

I just... I need you.

-Stephen... -Jesus, what do you want?

Can you let me in? I need to talk to you.

-Lucy. -Please, please, Stephen, please.

Please.

I need to watch the tape.

-Fuck! Fuck, Lucy. -Okay? No.

What are you not getting about this? I'm not giving it back to you. Give it up.

I do! I do! I give up! I give up, okay?

I... Please, I-I swear, I'm not trying to do anything, I just...

I-I need you to show it to me.

Okay? I need... I need to see how bad it is.

Please, please. I'm begging you, please.

Please, Stephen.

Please.

Please.

Sit down.

Okay.

Thank you.

I need to apologize.

To everyone.

I lied about being raped last semester.

I did it because I wanted attention.

And so I made up a story about Chris Montgomery.

But none of it actually happened.

I just wanted people to feel bad for me.

So I am making this tape

to say that I am so sorry.

So I am making this tape

to say that I am so sorry.

So I am making this tape

to say that I am so sorry.

Why are you doing this?

Just release it.

What?

I'm serious.

Just do it, please. Just... Just release it.

Please, I can't.

I can't handle this anymore, Stephen.

I can't. I-I really can't.

Okay? The waiting, the not... The not knowing when you're gonna do it.

I-I just... I need this part to be over, please.

Please, please.

I need it to be over.

Take it.

What?

Just take it.

But how-how do I know you didn't make another copy?

You can believe me or not...

but I didn't.

You should just go.

Hey, Lucy.

I just wanted to call you with the good news.

The Lit Department was super impressed with your essay,

so you've been accepted into the study abroad program

for next semester.

Congratulations!

Hi.

Hi.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry that I missed your exhibit.

Don't worry.

It's... It's... It's fine.

What happened? Is... Is everything okay?

No.

Hey.

Uh, how was the rest of your night?

Um...

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think I finally am.

Then what's up? Why are you crying?

I don't know. I-I, um...

I just feel relieved.

About what?

Sorry, I don't even know how to explain all this.

Um...

It feels like lately I've just been having this never-ending psychotic break.

Um, Stephen had this tape of me

that was really bad.

Like ruin-my-entire-life bad

if it was ever released,

and he's been holding it over me for weeks.

Wait, Lucy, what?

What was it?

It doesn't matter now.

He gave it back to me. It's... It's in my room,

and I am going to destroy it immediately.

So...

yeah, it's...

it's over.

And I'm sorry.

That's... That's why I've been acting a little crazy lately.

Stephen is fucking vile.

I actually want to harm him.

Well, he's just gonna keep getting away with all this fucking disgusting shit

because no one ever does anything

to actually fucking stop him.

Ooh, I better go get cranberry juice.

I think I'm getting a fucking UTI.

It's my own fault.

I forgot to pee after having sex last night.

Wait, who did you have sex with?

What? Uh, Wrigley, obviously.

Right.

Right.

Uh, shit, I just realized, um, how late it is.

I...

Actually, I need to shower.

-I'm gonna head out too. -Yep.

Lucy?

Hey. How's it going?

It's okay. I'm just, like, always exhausted.

Maybe I have mono.

Yeah. Hey, do you...

Do you actually... You have a second right now?

Yeah. What's up?

Um...

look, I-I, uh...

I know I told you that Stephen was a good guy, but...

I only said that because he was there,

and I was honestly scared of what he might do.

-Um... -Look, he's...

He's a horrible person, okay?

And he's... He's dangerous.

And I know it might not seem like that at first,

but I, I promise you, he is.

So, so just, please, for your own good,

just stay away from him, okay?

Sorry, I know... I know it's a lot.

-Um... -No.

It's just...

you already told me all of this yesterday.

-I-I did? -Yeah.

You don't remember?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

I j... I've been so fried lately.

I-I feel like I just got temporary brain freeze or something.

-Um, sorry. -It's okay.

It's okay.

Anyway, I'd better go.

Yes.

Hey.

Hi.

I didn't hear from you. I was worried.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

Last night was...

It was a lot.

Can I come in?

Yeah, of course.

I was just about to hop in the shower.

Yeah, go ahead.

I kind of just want to hide out here today,

if that's cool.

Yeah, whatever you need.

Okay, thank you.

I'm sorry if I was...

I don't know.

I don't...

I don't want to be like that with you.

Okay?

I don't want to shut you out anymore.

Okay.

Good.

I love you.

Love you.

-I'll be right back. -Okay.

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