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I'm never gonna get used
to saying the word "fiancée."

Hi, Lydia.

- Are you nervous about going back?
- No.

Well, if that little gremlin
even looks in your direction, call me.

I can't be here anymore, Stephen.

If I did it, you can do it.

I've been looking at
brochures for boarding schools.

Would anyone like to share their work?
Yes, Caitie?

"Her parakeet was
splintering into pieces."

I can't wait for you to get
these fucking LSATs over with.

If I don't get above a 170,

I might as well not even
come back next semester.

♪

I thought you were cute,
but you've always had a girlfriend.

I had a good time last night.

Would you like to stay for breakfast?

Yeah.

This is Stephen DeMarco, your new TA.

I'm sorry again about
my teammates being dicks to you.

- Diana kinda told me off.
- Diana did?

I need to tell you something.
I'm sleeping with Oliver,

Marianne's husband.

- You haven't told anyone about this?
- Of course not.

If anyone found out,
it would derail my life.

I'm not used to being with
somebody that's not lying to me.

I've never gotten to sleep
next to you and wake up with you.

Okay. I'll work on that.

Stephen was in the car with Macy.

He saw her die
and didn't fucking do anything.

Didn't call for help.
He just fucking left her there.

I knew you were fucking crazy,
but this is next level.

Based on your symptoms,
all signs point to a panic attack.

Now, the only unusual thing
that came up is this rib right here.

It could be from a car wreck,
from the impact of a steering wheel.

♪ With your feet on the air
and your head on the ground ♪

♪ Try this trick and spin it, yeah ♪

♪ Your head will collapse
if there's nothing in it ♪

♪ And you'll ask yourself ♪

♪ Where is my mind? ♪

♪ Where is my mind? ♪

♪ Where is my mind? ♪

♪ Way out ♪

♪ In the water, see it swimming ♪

Hey.

Oh, hey.

God, this printer.

I swear, this is like
a fucking social experiment.

It keeps saying it's printing,
and nothing's happening. I...

Oh, uh, here, l-let me try?

I've been dealing with
these printers for four years.

Okay.

So Wrigley said that you talked to him

about getting the football team
to leave me alone.

Yeah, I-I did.

Thanks.

It was nice of you.

Those fucking boys.

They're too old to keep
being such pieces of shit.

What?

No, no, yeah. It's just, like,

why can't they be more mature like us?

Thank you.

Yeah.

And... I think we're very mature.

Next week, we'll be getting
into the first-person pieces,

so make sure you're caught up
on the reading, okay?

Well, that's all for today.
And happy Halloween!

I gotta run. I'll see you later.

Okay.

- Oh. Sorry, Caitie.
- It's fine.

- You good?
- Lucy?

Can I talk to you quickly?

Yeah.

Is everything okay?

Well, something has been
brought to my attention.

I saw you applied for Art of
the Short Story next semester.

- Yeah.
- But when I tried to add you,

I wasn't able due to your GPA.

A minimum of 3.2 is required,
and you are at 3.0.

No, no, that doesn't make any sense.

My GPA should be much higher than that.

Apparently, there was a class
you dropped earlier this semester.

I-I did, but the registrar
just said it would be an incomplete.

But an incomplete is factored
into your average as a zero.

Fuck. I did not...

know that.

So why did you drop the class?

My ex, he found out what class I was in.

He signed up to be the TA
to mess with me. I don-- I don't know.

Should I talk to someone about this?

No. No, no, no.
I-It would just make it worse.

If someone is making you feel unsafe
in your classes, this isn't okay.

I don't feel unsafe.

He's not dangerous.
He's just a fucking asshole.

Are you sure? 'Cause sometimes,
it's hard to tell the difference.

This is so frustrating.
This is so frustrating.

I've worked so hard this semester.

Alright.

Let me see what I can do
to help you with your GPA.

I would hate for this to
ruin opportunities for you.

Thank you. That would be amazing.
Thank you.

So, any fun Halloween plans?

Yeah. Yeah, my friend's coming to visit.
I'm gonna go meet her now, actually.

What about you?

Nope. No plans for me at all.

My husband is actually
out of town this weekend,

so I have all the house for myself,
which I don't mind.

Lucy!

Yes! Oh, my God!

I missed you so much!

I missed you, too. I'm so excited.

No, you have no idea.
Thank God you're here.

- I'd be in such a bad mood otherwise.
- Why?

That class I dropped because of Stephen

fucked with my GPA.
They're counting it as a zero.

How does he still manage to ruin things
even when you're not with him anymore?

I-I don't know. I'm just--
I'm trying not to focus on it.

He would be so happy if he knew.

I really hope we run
into him this weekend.

I wanna tell him to his face
what a piece shit of he is.

Let's try and avoid that, okay?

Come here.

Oh...

I'm so happy you're here.

Bree! Lydia's here!

- Oh, my God, hi!
- Hey!

- So nice to meet you.
- I have heard so much about you.

What are you-- What are you packing for?

Um-- Oh, my, um...

foster sister invited me
on this last-minute weekend thing.

- I'm sorry I'm gonna miss your visit.
- Oh, it's okay. Next time.

Um, I'm gonna go put
all my stuff in your room.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Take this,
and I-I'll be there in a second.

Bye.

Your foster sister?

Okay.

Oliver is surprising me.

He got us a hotel room in Rhinebeck.

I just-- I didn't wanna make you feel
weird and complicit by telling you.

No, that-- I-- That's...

That's so nice.

Please don't hate me.

The only guy who's ever taken me
to a hotel was Evan this summer,

and it's probably
because he felt guilty.

No, you should...
You should go and have fun.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

It's the first time we get to spend
a whole weekend together.

Wow.

Can you cover for me with Pippa?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.

Thank you.

You sure Diana's okay with me
staying here this weekend?

Yeah, she's at my place
half the time anyway.

Why do you look constipated?

Because they're posting
the LSAT scores today,

and the website's not fucking loading.

I'm surprised Mom likes Diana so much.

Why?

Because she normally can't forgive
people for having money.

Holy shit.

Holy shit good or holy shit bad?

- I got a 174.
- Is that good or bad?

- It's really good.
- Diana!

I have not been able
to breathe normally for fucking weeks.

Did you check yours?
Did you-- Did you do okay?

Very okay.

Yes! Yes!

- Come here. Holy shit!
- Okay.

Congratulations, you fucking nerds.

I'm gonna go jump in the shower.

Ah!

- Yes! Come on!
- Wait, Stephen.

My LSAT was not good.

Yeah, funny.

It isn't a joke. I barely broke 150.

I didn't wanna say anything
in front of Sadie and ruin the mood.

Wait, what?

- How's that even possible?
- I don't know.

I was so stressed that week.
The stuff with my mom.

- But you said you felt good.
- I did! I...

What does this mean
for law school?

I probably can't apply this year.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

We're supposed to go together...

And live together.

I know! It's-- It's a fucking disaster.

I'm sorry.

Let's deal with it after Sadie leaves.

Please.

♪

Anything else I can help you with?

You can just, uh, pop it down there.

Oh, and, uh, thank you.

So?

What do you think? Is it nice?

I think you know that I think it's nice.

I can't believe you did this.

You said you wanted
to fall asleep together.

Alright.

What sort of wine do you want?

There's a bar downstairs.

Or we could stay in the room.

I'm fine with whatever.

Well, I'm assuming you didn't bring
that dress just to stay up in the room.

Okay, go. It's strangling you.

No!

You killed him! He's dead!

How can it be dead? I-I-It's just beer.

- Are they always this gross or...
- They're always that gross.

- Disgusting.
- Leo!

Did I ever tell you
about the time that, um,

Lucy shit her pants on Halloween?

Lydia! What the fuck?!

I was 12 and I had food poisoning!

- You bitch!
- Okay, that is-- You were 15!

I was 12! And it was really sad actually.

Leo, get her off me!

Get her off!

It's okay!

You know, I actually
really like you, Leo.

You're the first boyfriend
of Lucy's that I approve of.

Okay, let's not dwell on the past, guys.

- Except the part where you shit yourself.
- Right.

- Let's dwell on that.
- Yes, to Lucy shitting her pants.

Oh!

This a sophomore double?

- It's tiny.
- Chris!

Hey.

Hi.

- Hey, man.
- Hey.

Lydia said you had a pledge thing tonight.

Oh, they gave us the night off.

Lady Gaga?

Yeah.

Shots.

- Do you want a drink?
- I would love a drink.

I-I swear Lydia didn't tell me
he was coming tonight.

Are you-- Wh-What do you wanna do?
We can-- We can ditch them.

We can say we're not feeling well.

Oh, my God, stop. Stop, okay? I'm fine.

Lydia's your best friend,
we're not gonna ditch her

just because her brother's a creep.

- Are you sure?
- Yes. Stop, okay?

Shots!

Here, girls.

Hey!

♪

You are gonna regret those shoes.

They have a thick heel!

- The DeMarcoses!
- Hey, guys!

Sadie!

- Wow, look at you.
- Hey!

- Nice effort.
- Oh, thanks. Yeah,

I was gonna go all-out like you,
and then I remembered I don't give a shit.

I'm gonna go get more drinks.

Okay.

Oh my.

Wow. She kisses you
like you're going off to war.

- Is that your girlfriend?
- No, we're just hanging out.

Is that what Molly thinks?

I think so?

Why?

Well, let's see. You've been
sleeping together for weeks,

and you make her breakfast
every time she stays over.

- You make her breakfast?
- Yeah, why is that bad?

Not bad. Just stupid,
unless you want a girlfriend.

- I don't want a girlfriend.
- Okay, well then it's... it's stupid.

- Oh no, that poor girl!
- Yeah, it's very cruel.

You know what's funny?

Evan has turned out to be
the meanest one out of all of us.

Yeah. I'm thrilled.

Yeah, whatever. Fuck both of you.

Alright. You got a beer?

Okay, here, this is--

- You okay?
- Alright, Pippa.

There you go.

- Cheers!
- Cheers!

Do you not like beer?

I'm just, like, not really in the mood.

What? It's Halloween.

Yeah! Y-You want me to
make you something else?

Nah, everyone's definitely
seen Pippa crush some beers.

Okay, I don't think anyone needs
to be peer-pressuring Pippa.

I'm gonna go find the bathroom.

Oh, my God, it doesn't even look like you.

Stop being so obvious.

You're gonna get me in trouble.

The irony of that statement.

Thank you.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- I like it here.
- Yeah?

Mm-hmm.

You know, in a perfect world,
I'd take you out all the time.

Show you off.

Where does Marianne think you are?

Visiting an old friend in the city.

It's weird.

What is?

I love everything that we do together.

But, you have this whole other life
that I don't know anything about.

And I'm not really allowed to ask.

You're allowed to ask.

About Marianne?

Alright.

When you first met,

did you like her right away?

I did, yes.

How did you propose?

We'd just finished dinner.

So, you had a ring.

Of course.

Do you have fun with her?

I do.

Yeah, I mean, not all the time,
but w-we have fun.

What about your first wife?

What was she like?

Uh, I don't really talk about that.

How are you not freezing?

Here.

Thank you.

Your friends missing you?

No. I...

I do feel kind of bad about Lucy though.

We had made plans, but she knew
how excited I was for this.

You told her you were with me?

Um...

Yeah. I'm sorry.

It slipped out accidentally.

She would never say anything.

She's in my wife's class with you,
and from what you told me,

- she doesn't sound too solid.
- Solid?

- Trustworthy.
- No, she's... she's fine.

- I swear, it's not an issue.
- Not an issue?

Okay, that... that sounded dumb. I...

I mean, she's... she's not going
to make it an issue.

You know what a big risk
I'm taking being here with you.

This doesn't work if I can't trust you.

You can trust me.

I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me.

I-I don't have anyone to talk to about us,
and...

I-I just-- I blurted it out like an idiot
because...

because I was so happy.

I'm not mad.

Let's go back to the room, yeah?

Uh, can we get the check, please?
Thank you.

Next time,
take her somewhere that doesn't card.

♪

Oh, my God. Hang on.

Stephen DeMarco?

I can't believe this. I am, like,

so starstruck right now.

- Do I know you?
- I'm Lydia, Lucy's best friend from home.

- Mm.
- Honestly,

after everything Lucy said about you being

a cheating sociopath who terrorizes girls,

I just thought you might
at least be better looking.

But you look like a fucking thumb.

- Stephen, what did you do?
- Nothing.

I don't know that girl.

But you dated her friend.

For, like, a second. It was nothing.

And then, Diana and I worked things out,
got back together,

and this girl, she had
a nervous breakdown.

What was her name?

Her name was Lucy.

Was he really bad?

Um...

No. He tried to end things nicely.

Lucy basically stalked him.

Let's move on, shall we?

- Okay. Okay. Relax.
- Alrighty.

Ew! Ew!

I just terrified Stephen.

Wait, what? No, what did you do?

Oh, no. He was just sitting there
with, like, his stupid face,

and I couldn't help myself.
I reamed him out.

No, no, Lydia. No, wh-why did you do that?
I really don't wanna start shit with him.

I-I'm trying to avoid drama this year.

Okay, you literally sucker punched

my ex-boyfriend last Christmas.
It's the least I could do.

Oh, s-sucker punched?

I-I will tell you later.
Lydia, I love you,

but please
just drop the Stephen stuff, okay?

I just wanna have a good night.

- Okay, okay.
- Okay?

Woo! Make some room.

Whoa-ho! Oh! Oh...

I just fell right into place. Come on.

Hey!

Hey.

So, um...

I saw another Lady Gaga over there.

You want me to have her killed?

Only if she's hotter than me.

Otherwise, I suppose she can live.

- Are you having fun?
- Not really.

Are you gonna open that?

I thought they would be intimidating,

but they're just incapacitating.

Want me to...

Thank you.

Your feet hurting yet?

Okay, fine, fine.

Can you just go back to the dorm
and get some sneakers? Please?

Please? For me, please?

- Right now?
- Mm-hmm.

I'll go with you. Yeah, let's do it.
Come on, let's do it. Come on.

- Otherwise, you'll have to carry me, okay?
- Alright, I gotta tell Diana.

Hey, Diana!

Um, I should go. I'll see you later.

Oh!

Do you wanna get outta here?
This party sucks.

Yeah. Let's go.

You know, it's funny
seeing Sadie at a party.

She's still 13 years old in my head.

I know. It's weird thinking
about her at boarding school,

living on her own.

I'm just glad she's not at home
with my mom anymore.

Yeah, how are things with your mom?

She cut me off last semester,
so that job with Diana's dad,

that was the only way I could
afford housing this year.

Damn, man. I'm sorry.
I-I didn't realize it was that serious.

She is who she is. I have no idea
how Sadie turned out so great

after the house we grew up in.

- What... What?
- What?

No, it's just I...

I've always said
the same thing about Bree.

Trying to think of a good response,
but it's not fun giving you shit.

You look so... despondent.

I don't know, man. I just feel like...

that's why I can't date Molly right now.

You know, I-I just can't
stop thinking about Bree.

Yeah. It's okay.

You can be casual after a breakup.
That's very normal.

Just trying to be nice.

You know, cooking a girl breakfast
is the polite thing to do, I thought.

If you worry so much
about being the nice guy all the time,

you're gonna end up being a bigger dick.

Look at me.

I'm way too nice. To everyone.

Let's go. Let's get back to the party.
Come on.

Nah, I think I'm gonna head home.

Alright.

I will tell Molly you are very sick.

Appreciate it, man.

So, what?

You weren't having fun with your boys?

I don't know.

I feel like everything,
everything is boring me.

Like, even helping out with the team,

I don't care.

Well, on the bright side,
in just a few months, you'll graduate.

Yeah, but then what the fuck
am I gonna do?

I d-- I didn't plan anything.

I'm not...
I never had time to do it before.

I keep wanting to reach out to Drew,
but I feel like I-I'm being overbearing.

And, uh...

Stephen mentioned
I should probably just wait.

Let him reach out to me.

Okay, that is dumb advice.

If you wanna talk to Drew, just call him.

Mm.

What... What are you doing with those?

I'm, uh,

I'm weeding out the pink ones
'cause you hate them.

I don't actually hate the pink ones.
No one hates the pink ones.

You told me that you hate them.

Yeah, because you like them,
and I was trying to be generous.

That's crazy. So I've just been
sitting here having all the pink ones

and you've been sitting there in misery?

I-I was trying to be
a low-maintenance girlfriend.

Well, this ends tonight.

Whoa! Sorry.

Stop!

You know, you don't need
to make shit up for my sake.

Yeah, you shouldn't be too flattered.
I mean, I kinda do it with everyone, so...

Give me more examples.

Oh, my God, there's, like, a million. I...

Come on! Let's hear 'em.

Okay, I didn't really love your massages.

They were kind of extremely painful.

Oh. Okay.

And I hate watching football.

- Or any sport.
- Really?

It's so boring.

Ah...

And...

- What?
- Okay.

You know when we had sex?

Oh, shit. Yeah?

I kind of faked my orgasms.

Uh...

How many?

All of them!
Like, every single one!

Jesus. What?

Really, it's not you.
I've never come with anyone.

I-I'm just like-- I'm way too in my head.

I'm, like, I'm thinking about

if my tits look weird

or if I'm making this stupid face...

This is still very bad news for me.

- I'm sorry.
- Have you slept with anyone since me?

Have you?

Of course.

Hey, um...

would you sleep here tonight?

I just really hate being in here alone

and I haven't really
been sleeping very well.

Yeah, sure.

But you didn't answer my question.

Have you slept with anyone else since me?

Nope.

So you're not sleeping,
you're not having sex.

Sounds like you've been a complete
fucking disaster without me.

Oh, my God, you're so annoying.

- Uh...
- I'm stealing this. It's mine.

Happy Halloween.

Hey!

- Hi.
- Hi!

I haven't seen Pippa. Have you seen her?

I saw her leave a while ago.

Wait, really? I-I would've walked back
with her, made sure she got home.

She's a big girl.
I'm sure she can handle herself.

It's not really the point.

Is Pippa fun? She seems... serious.

Wha-- Yeah, Pippa's amazing.
She's one of the best people I know.

Yeah, I think she's great.

Hey.

I'm not trying to start anything,

but my brother's actually
a really good person.

Oh, okay. Who's your brother?

Stephen.

Oh, my God.

- Stephen has a sister?
- I'm not doing this. I'm not--

Okay, why doesn't Lucy tell you
what kinda guy your brother is?

It sounds like he tried to be nice,
and she kind of stalked him.

Stalked him?

Sadie, come on.

Yes, please take the rabid child away.

No, no. Actu-- Hold on, hold on.

Come here.
I'm actually curious about this.

That's what your brother told you?
That I stalked him?

Tonight was the first time
I even heard him say your name.

That's even more fucked up
because we were in a relationship

for the whole school year.
I was his girlfriend, okay?

And h-he treated me horribly
because that's what he does.

He lies and he manipulates.

And I-I know he's your brother,
I know you love him,

but he's a very bad person.

And someday, you're gonna wake up,

and you're gonna see him for who he is,

and it's gonna be
a really sad day for you.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Think you might have just
traumatized that 12-year-old.

Morning.

These are really good.

Thanks.

It's a shitty camera.

I'm saving for a better one.

Well, you should really pursue this.

You're talented.

Um...

I'm sorry I got agitated last night.

It's okay.

Can we make up?

Please.

Fuck. I just want you all the time.

Let me order breakfast, so it'll
be here when we're ready for it, yeah?

Mm-hmm.

Hey, uh, could I get...

Pancakes.

One order of pancakes, please,

uh, scrambled eggs, and a...

pitcher of mimosas, please.

Thank you.

What?

You're just so comfortable being so...

naked all over the place.

I've noticed you've been
covering up a bit this weekend.

Well...

Don't laugh, okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- But...

this weekend was so last-minute
that I-I didn't have time to do a whole...

grooming routine.

Well, still looks good to me.

You don't need to do all that though.

Getting rid of everything,
it looks a bit...

prepubescent.

Oh.

Yeah, well, I-I'll definitely stop then.

Okay. Just a thought.

Is there anything else

that you'd like for me to do?

No. No, I just meant that

you don't need to, uh,

worry so much about it.

By the time you're my age,
you won't care about a little body hair.

Well...

it's too bad we won't
know each other by then.

Why wouldn't we?

Your fingers are so huge.

Hey, Lucy.

Hi... Wrigley.

Goodbye, Lucy.

- Hi.
- Hi.

We're not-- We're not fucking.

- I swear.
- I-- I didn't say anything.

We're just friends. It's... nice.

Okay, good. I-I'm happy for you.

I-I love Wrigley.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Lydia and I are gonna go grab
some breakfast. You wanna come?

Yes, yes.

- I need shoes.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

What?

Hey, let me call you right back.
Don't worry.

- Hey, you okay? What's going on?
- Uh, do you guys know this girl?

Oh, yeah. That's the girl
who wrote the parakeet essay.

Caitie. Yeah, she's kinda weird.

I knew it. She's crazy.

Okay, she hooked up with my brother,

and then sent some insane email
to her entire sorority

stating that he basically raped her
or something.

She's claiming that
she was, like, drugged.

Wh-When did this happen?

I guess last week,
but she sent the email today.

I mean, I'm sorry, but Chris is,
like, objectively good-looking.

I doubt he has to be
going around raping girls.

Lydia, come on.

Well, I'm sorry. I'm pissed, okay?
You said yourself, this girl's crazy.

No, no, I didn't say she was crazy.

And I think maybe we should
find out some more details

- before you start calling her that.
- More details?

I'm just saying it's impossible for you
to know what actually happened.

- You were not there.
- You're talking about my brother.

I-I know, but just because
he's your brother doesn't mean

- it's impossible for him to fuck up.
- So you're calling him a rapist?

- No. That's--
- Then what are you calling him?

I'm gonna let you guys, uh, talk, okay?

You've known Chris his entire life.

You know he would never
do anything like this.

Lydia, we weren't there.

I-I'm sorry. I-I know that's not
what you want me to say.

Okay, um...

I'm gonna go get a coffee and,
like, breathe for a second

because you're really
freaking me out right now.

Did you talk to your dad
about your score yet?

Uh, yeah.

He's really upset with me.

You're gonna wanna retake
that as soon as possible.

Yale won't even look at a score under 170.

I can't just retake it.

Stephen, I barely made 150.

I'm clearly not ready.

Not gonna humiliate myself
by failing a second time.

So, what's your plan?

Study.

And retake it next year.

- Apply to law school then.
- Th-That's crazy.

It's what my dad said I should do.

I think he wants me to
learn a lesson or something.

I feel like this is the first time
I've ever really disappointed him.

I hope he doesn't take it out on you.

What do you mean?

Just helping you with Yale.

We were kind of a package deal.

Unless you decide to wait with me.

- Oh, my God...
- What?

Just, uh,

just an email that went out
to the whole sorority this morning.

Hey. Where were you last night?

Uh, slept at Pippa's.

Are you joking?

I just fell asleep over there.
We didn't hook up or anything.

Wh-Why would you hang out with a girl
who ruined your brother's life

if you're not even getting laid?

Why do you care?

If I feel okay about it, so should you.

Right?

I don't, I don't care.

Well, then good.

I'm gonna shower.

They had no vanilla syrup left,
so now I have to drink coffee

that actually tastes like coffee.

Last night was fun.

That Lucy girl is... crazy though.
You were right.

When did you meet Lucy?

When you went to get my shoes.
She kinda lost her shit at me.

Yeah, yeah, L-Lucy got a little dramatic

but I-I pulled Sadie away.

What did she say to you?

That you're a--

a liar and a manipulator

and someday I'm gonna find out
what a bad person you are.

I-It's fine.

It's not like I believe her.

♪

The fuck...

Hi, it's Lucy. Leave a message.

Hey. Thanks for your little speech.
That was-- That was cute.

- You're welcome.
- Uh, I--

I'm sure you've heard a lot
of shit about me from Lucy.

That's what she does.

Makes everyone but herself
out to be the bad guy. Even you.

Yeah, I'm not too worried about it.
I've known Lucy since kindergarten.

Oh, I know, I know. I know, she told me.

What else did she say?
She said that your biggest goal in life

was to stay under 110 pounds.

You lost your virginity
when you were only 14,

which, in Lucy's opinion,
was really gross. You think

you're this rebel 'cause you smoke weed
at your dad's country club.

But actually you're a total conformist.

You're gonna end up just like your mom.
I don't know your mom, obviously,

but I think she meant that as a negative.

And-- Oh, and yeah,
sh-she thinks you're jealous of her.

Personally, I think Lucy's
probably the one that's jealous.

She never told me

how hot you are.

Shit.

Hey.

Hey, I-I really don't wanna fight
with you, okay?

Obviously, Chris is your brother
and you're gonna stand up for him,

and I-I should not have said
anything, and I'm, I'm sorry.

Y-You know I love you.

Do you?

Because I just ran into Stephen
and he said a bunch of shit.

Wha-- About what?

All this stuff that you
apparently said about me.

Like how you think I'm a conformist

who's gonna end up like my mom?

And he knew about me
losing my virginity at 14.

I-I obviously didn't say
any of that, Lydia.

It was just kind of detailed, Lucy.

This is what he does!
This is what he does!

He twists shit it all the time!

He just left me the most disgusting
voicemail I've ever heard in my life.

He's pissed that I said
stuff to his sister,

and he will say anything
to hurt me right now.

Y-You believe me over him, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.
It's just been a weird weekend.

I know, I know. I'm sorry.

We can still grab some breakfast.

I still have to pack.
My train's coming at noon.

Yeah, okay.

You know I love you, right?

I know.

I love you, too.

Come here.

♪

Oh, what? So, you talk shit

to my sister last night and now you're
not gonna pick up your fucking phone?

I knew you were pathetic,

but I didn't realize you were still quite
this desperate to get my attention.

Do you wonder why I got
tired of fucking you, Lucy?

It's not because you're crazy.

It's because you are so
completely forgettable.

No matter how hard you try to make
yourself even marginally interesting,

you cannot.
You can't fucking do it, Lucy,

'cause you're just
a pointless fucking cunt!

Hey!

You do not understand the full context.
She's been bothering me for months,

and the fact that she spoke to you,
I... I lost it.

Hey, please. Please, can you
say something? Just say something.

J-Just say something.

- It's just y-you sounded like Mom.
- Don't say that.

I am nothing like her. You know that.

Hey, I'm sorry.

I have never spoken
to anyone like that before.

Sadie. Sadie, hey. Please.

Please say something. Say something.
Come on.

Please. It's okay.

It's fine. I'm just-- I'm just tired.

♪

I'm gonna miss having you all to myself.

This was the best time I've ever had.

We should do it again soon.

What's up? You seem nervous.

Things are just a little bit weird
with Lydia. I don't know.

And I-I'm worried about Pippa.

She's going through some stuff,
but it's not my story to tell, so...

That's okay. You don't have to tell me.

I wasn't a very good friend last year.

And every time I think about it, just...

it makes me very anxious.

I don't know, I just feel
all this pressure to,

like, make up for it or something.

You gotta be easy on yourself.

I don't think you would've liked me
if you met me last year.

Do you think that has something
to do with your violent past?

Oh, my God.

I was hoping you'd forget that.

That's so annoying.

I don't know, it is the only thing
I keep thinking about.

I just-- I cannot get over the hypocrisy.

Okay, in my defense, I did it for Lydia,
and he fucking deserved it.

Alright, okay. I do need to see
your technique immediately though.

Come on, one punch. One, please.

You're winding up.

Oh...

Poor guy. Poor guy.

- Hey.
- Hey.

What are you doing?

What?

Oh. No, I'm just--
I'm just touching up my roots.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

Actually...

could you look at the back and let me know
if I missed any spots?

- I can't see.
- Oh yeah, sure.

Uh, yes, y-you missed some spots.
Like...

Like-- Like, all of them.

Fuck!

Uh, here, I-I can help you.

Really?

Yeah, sure.

Oh.

Um...

Let's see...

Okay.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

How was the rest of your night?

It was good. I just went home early.

One of my sorority sisters sent out
an email this morning.

Caitie.

Yeah, I heard.

Just wondering.

What was your plan
if I didn't show up at your door just now?

Mm... Mm...

Remain blissfully ignorant

about how horrible the back
of my head looked.

That was it.

Well, thank God I'm here now.

♪ Yours is the first face that I saw ♪

♪ I think I was blind before I met you ♪

♪ And I don't know where I am,
I don't know where I've been ♪

♪ But I know where I want to go ♪

♪ And so I thought I'd let you know ♪

♪ Yeah, these things take forever,
I especially am slow ♪

♪ But I realized that I need you ♪

♪ And I wondered if I could come home ♪

♪ Mm-hmm, mm-hmm ♪

♪