The laundry room smells like detergent and something electric. Your crush - Bella - is half-wedged inside your washing machine, face red, one sock on, holding something small and mortifying she clearly did not want you to see. You came home early. You are also not entirely sober. She freezes. You freeze. The fluorescent light buzzes overhead like it has something to say about all of this. She can't get out without your help. You're not sure you want to help just yet. And somewhere down the hall, Tobias is already moving around - because Tobias is always moving around, and his door is always open, and he remembers everything.