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Sorry I'm late.

My liner took me three tries.

Bela, you're literally glowing!

Does this mean what
I think it does?

- You and Arvind finally had sex?
- Sadly, no.

The orgasmic glow you
are noticing is from

a foot-peeling mask that I
accidentally used on my face.

- Oh.
- It took off the top layer of my skin.

Wow. Am I wrong in assuming
this is the longest stretch

- you've gone without having sex?
- Sure is, but,

whatever. I have accepted
the reality for what it is.

I'll have sex when I'm
supposed to have sex.

I'll survive... I think.

Hello, friends.

I brought you all some
cupcakes with my face on it.

But please be careful 'cause
the photo is not edible.

Somebody got real sick.

Okay, but, um, why?

This is all a part of
my grassroots campaign

to get on Essex 50 Most List.

What's Essex's 50 Most List?

The campus magazine does
this big issue every year

where they rank the 50
hottest students on campus,

and then they write about them.

It is major social cred.

So I'm already campaigning.

So, remember, that's
"Jayla" with a "Y,"

not to be confused
with Ugly Jala.

Essex has a student organization

that ranks people
by their looks,

and I'm just finding
out about this now?

Everyone is so thirsty

for that dumb list
this time of year.

Half my teammates got blowouts
before last week's game.

They're all a week ahead of me?

It's so backwards and archaic.

The world needs to get
better at acknowledging

that some things are subjective.

Not everything
needs to be ranked.

Aren't you obsessed

with the U.S. News and
World college rankings?

Not anymore, since
they totally fucked us.

Big deal, Columbia
has a nursing program.

Our student-to-faculty
ratio crushes theirs.

Okay, well, I am so
getting on this list.

Do you guys have a good place

where you can get
a vampire facial?

I don't know what that means.

- Mm-mm.
- Ooh! I just got a text

from Arvind saying he hopes

I'm free tomorrow. Here we go!

Okay! This might be it!

And... he wants me to volunteer
with him at an old folks' home.

It's official. I'm definitely
never having sex again.

Whitney, can I borrow
your Theragun later?

With that segue? No.

Vote for Jayla. Put
the "A" in slay. Slay.

I need a tagline.

♪ I'm-a kick back when
you fake like that ♪

♪ Head out of the game,
I don't play that fact ♪

♪ Once you let me go, no,
you never come back... ♪

- That's crazy.
- Dude, I can't believe

you were just at
soccer practice.

That fall the other
day was so gnarly.

- I thought you were dead for a second.
- It wasn't that bad.

Did the team doc give you
anything? Pills? Shot?

No, no, they just, um,
told me to ice and rest.

- Whitney!
- Hey, Professor Milton.

Uh, Willow, this
is, uh, my professor

who's running the fish lab.

The one I've been doing
the research with.

Ah, so you're the reason
Whitney smells weird

- on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
- I certainly am.

And that stink is the
price you have to pay

to find a cure for fin rot.

Now, has Whitney
explained fin rot to you?

No, but you don't have
to, either. I'm good.

Uh, Whitney, unfortunately,
I've got some bad news.

The university decided
not to fund us.

- Seriously? What the heck.
- Mm-hmm.

I-I thought our
prospectus was good.

- This is just how it goes in research.
- Hmm.

You know, no matter
what good we can do,

- we're at the mercy of the dollar.
- Right.

Well, thank you for telling me.

Hey, don't let it get you down.

You know, just keep
doing what you're doing,

do your work, and eventually,
something will bite, and, uh,

let's hope that
bite doesn't come

from the Amazonian candiru fish.

- Because, because... Do you know the fish?
- Because...

- I'll explain. I'll explain it to her.
- Oh.

- That's really good.
- Thank you.

Thank you. I needed that.

- Yeah. It was nice to meet you.
- Yeah.

♪ Man, when you caught my eye ♪

♪ I was losing my mind ♪

♪ Dreamed and when I woke... ♪

Whoa. What's with
the spreadsheet?

You know you don't
have to do your taxes

until you're, like, 25, right?

Oh, that's not true.

It's not? Well, fuck.

This is an intricate
grid of all the in-person

and digital connections
I have with students

who work on Essex's
50 Most List.

It shows people
who I've gotten to,

and people who I still need
to, you know, hunt down.

Wow. You really locked in
since learning about the list.

I have to! So many girls
are angling for this,

and as a new transfer student,
I have to work harder.

I will not be snubbed an award

by some rando who
didn't know I existed.

This is how I won Little
Miss North Dakota,

and I've never even
set foot in a Dakota.

Well, um, I don't know if
this matters to you or not,

but whether or not
you make that list,

we think you're beautiful.

Oh, that's so sweet.

Would you be willing
to tweet that

from a few hundred
fake accounts?

Okay, well, I'm off. I'm
officially ahead on all

of my homework and reading, so
I have a free day to myself!

Wow. What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna do the official
Essex campus tour.

Isn't that for, like,
high school students

- who don't go here yet?
- It is,

but I couldn't afford to
fly here when I applied.

But it's for the best, because
I have so many questions

about the benches.

Okay, well, have fun.

Ooh. When you walk by the
Essex View office, will you

talk really loudly about how
cute Kacey Lynn Baker is?

- Sure.
- Yay! Thank you.

Go fish.

Aren't we playing checkers?

Yeah, we play whatever
they think we're playing.

Uh, Estelle,

- you win again.
- Ha!

- Suck it, Morris.
- Thanks for inviting me.

I did think having a date
in an old folks' home

would be weird, and it is,

but I'm loving the
unlimited pudding policy.

Of course. I find helping
the elderly so rewarding,

and only half of
them are racist,

which is pretty good
for people over 80.

- That is good.
- This is the girl

Arvind's been dating
behind our back.

She's very pretty,
but can she make

Ukrainian stuffed peppers?

You know, Arvind,
women don't hit

their sexual prime
until their 60s.

Uh, sorry about them, they're
a little protective of me.

No, it's okay, I love a
little friendly competition.

- Ooh.
- But back off, ladies, he's mine.

What did you say about my back?

Nothing. Your back is great.

No, it isn't.

Hey, I finally have a night
off from FAF duties tomorrow.

Wait, so do I. We haven't had a
night off together in so long.

We have to go out.

Out? Like, to a party?
Yeah, that could be fun.

Admittedly, ever since I became
a FAF, I don't really party.

- Wait, so you haven't been to a party all year?
- Calendar year or school year?

- I don't know why I asked that. Either way, the answer is no.
- Okay, then,

it's settled, tomorrow
I'm taking you out.

Get ready to see Bela
Malhotra tear up the campus.

Ooh, okay, let's do it.

Let's get turned.

- It's "turnt."
- Turnt. Right.

I think it's so sweet

you both came to this
country and found love.

Wow, you know, she's
not even the racist one.

Bingo!

So, what do you think
of Essex so far?

If I were you, I'd apply early.

It's actually my safety school.

I'm hoping to get into Columbia.

Columbia?

Okay, well, have fun at the Ivy

with the lowest student
satisfaction rate

according to multiple
Reddit posts.

Hello, prospective students

and prospective
parents... and Kimberly?

Brian? You're our tour guide?

Yeah. Uh, Kimberly
is a fellow student

from one of my classes

- who, I guess, is, uh, taking the tour.
- Mm-hmm.

- Weird.
- No, that's not weird. I guess you could say

I'm not just a student at Essex,

I'm also a student of Essex.

Wow, that is going into a
brochure, if I have any pull.

Um, so, do you have
any special requests?

Okay, I would never want
to back-seat tour-guide,

but I do have some questions
about the lattice work

in the Divinity Solarium.

And also, I heard
that the original desk

that John Essex used was
converted into a bookcase?

- I would love to see that.
- I'd like to see the Sbarro

- in the student center.
- Uh, yeah, okay.

Though, unfortunately, we
lost our licensing deal,

and it is now called a Sbumo.

Okay, potential Foxes,
let's get this tour started.

First up, our library,
which was originally

Vermont's first
high-security prison.

I fucking knew it.

Keep these details coming,
Brian, I am living.

Goodbye, Doug. I
will always remember

the time I accidentally
touched you

and got pink eye the next day.

Step away from the tank.

We got the funding!

No way. Really?
That's unbelievable.

It is a miracle,
although, as a scientist,

I do not believe in those.

Well, now we can finally
get that self-cleaning

filtration system and nobody

has to be on algae duty.

Exactly. Although, I do find

scraping the tank to be calming.

Wait, so, who is this
mysterious donor?

Some telecom
billionaire's venture firm

called Beaconvest Capital.

Really? Oh, God.

What? Did they do something bad?

Is this, like,
dirty opioid money?

Actually, don't tell me,
I-I really need this.

Uh, no, uh...

it's just, that's my
boyfriend's dad's company.

It is? Oh, finally, a
student with connections.

Hey, if you'd be
willing to introduce us,

I have a few proposals
I want to run by him.

I have this idea for a
restaurant that is awesome.

All right, boys,
tonight, we celebrate.

Double flakes for everyone.

Oop, sorry, Shelly.
Shouldn't have said "boys."

♪ I came here ready
for a good time... ♪

I think if you, like, went
into that situation...

- Excuse me.
- Heads up, the frats are doing hell week,

so everybody be on the
lookout for pranks.

And by pranks, I do
mean people pooping

- in the laundry dryers.
- That can't be real.

What the hell is
wrong with people?

Taylor, you changed your hair.

And now I know why
the shower's pink.

It's great you're here,
actually, 'cause we were just

discussing the letter you
slipped under our door.

My letter? What letter?

The one suggesting
that we all attend

the queer rodeo
fundraising party tonight

regardless of our sexualities

because "allyship
starts with action"?

Yes...

Right. I wrote this.

Of course you did.
It's signed "from Bela"

and you misspelled the
word "environment."

Classic Bela.

Classic.

Hey, Taylor, can I talk to
you outside for a second?

- What the hell is going on?
- I figured out how to get with Chloe.

Chloe your roommate? Who
you told me is straight?

She says she's straight. My
gaydar for her is going off

like you at a Men's
Warehouse clearance sale.

People like my neckties.

I think if I can get Chloe
to a big queer party,

she might feel comfortable
enough coming out to me.

So you lied and
made it sound like

I'm forcing them to attend

and that I can't spell a
simple, three-syllable word.

Four, babe.

En-vi-ro...

damn it.

Fine, I won't blow up your plan.

- Thank you.
- But just know that I will be attending

this party as well, not because
of anything that happened here,

but because a queer
rodeo sounds really fun.

Please don't go to it.

It's too late. It's
already happening.

See you there, Taylor.

Mmm.

This panini is literally
rocking my world.

You want a bite?

Who invented the panini?

The exact origin of
the panini is unknown.

Well, ain't that some shit?

Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- What? What?

That guy's dropping off

the magazines with
the 50 Most List.

- Oh, my God! I'm coming.
- Excuse me.

Look out. Tall and
tiny coming through.

No. No, no, no. Come on.

A 10% off coupon for Sips?
When did I approve that?

Who are these people?

Uggo, legacy, nepo...

Damn, you judge fast.

47, 48, 49...

There's only one page left.

Oh, fuck.

Well, maybe it's you.

Calvin?!

Isn't that the guy
who cheated on you?

Damn, he's got a thicker
neck than I remember.

What? I can hate the guy
and not hate his hot neck.

Wow, Brian, you were
such a good tour guide.

I don't care what those
stupid high school kids said.

Wait, what did they say?

Oh, uh, nothing. They loved it.

And, um, they loved the
length of your khaki pants.

Well, you were a lot more
fun than my normal audience.

But there's one spot I never
get to include in the tour,

and I knew I had to show you.

Oh, my God. What is? The
anticipation is killing me.

Most people don't find
this interesting, but...

this line of stones was

the original property
line of Essex college.

Oh, my God.

So are you saying
that if it were 1680,

I wouldn't even be standing
on Essex property right now?

That's right.

You would be standing on
contested Dutch territory.

Brian, I am losing
my shit right now!

It's insane that they make
you take this out of the tour.

- Everyone deserves to know this.
- Right?

Some of us like that
it's more of a secret.

Whoa, Professor Friedman.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was having a quiet lunch

alone with my thoughts.

Wait, you two aren't on some
weird little date, are you?

- Oh, not at all. No.
- Oh, of course not.

I don't like when
my students date.

The last two that did
became rival judges

and a man was executed.

He did bomb a building,

but that trial was messy.

Oh. Well, no need to worry.
Uh, we're just friends.

Yeah, less than friends.
Just acquaintances, even.

- Respectfully.
- Respectfully.

- Well, I should go.
- Yeah.

Uh, but I'll see you
guys in the symposium.

Oh.

Just, uh...

Now I can go.

Hey. Can I talk to
you for a second?

Yeah, what's up, Whitney?

Not you, Terry.

Okay. I'll step to
the side, but...

I'll be listening.

- What's up?
- Did you get your dad to fund my lab?

I did. When you told
me about your lab

losing funding, I
reached out to him.

He loves funding
science and innovation.

He was an angel
investor in the Snuggie

and, uh, that's what
got us our Paris home.

Wow. Okay.

Well, I know you were
trying to be nice,

but I mean, $200,000
is a lot of money.

You gave your
girlfriend $200,000?

What? I said I'd be listening.

What? Did I do something
wrong? You seem mad at me.

Well, I just wish you
would've told me first.

Look, I don't want to feel
like I owe you anything.

The whole thing just
makes me feel weird.

You think you feel weird?

I just found out he
gave you $200,000.

Yet he still owes me
ten bucks for wings.

Make it make sense.

Terry, my Venmo
notifications are turned off.

- Well, consider yourself notified.
- Oh, my...

Look, if I want to do something
nice for you, that's on me.

Money is money. You
don't owe me anything.

So it shouldn't matter
where it came from.

Yeah, well, it matters to me.

Same. Same.

♪ I don't pay them no mind ♪

♪ If loving you is wrong ♪

♪ I don't want to be right... ♪

- Cheers!
- Great night!

♪ Say that we ain't
welcome there ♪

♪ We'll just fly to California ♪

♪ Put some flowers in my hair ♪

♪ They can say what
they want to say... ♪

Guys, I need this party tonight.

I'm so annoyed at Isaiah,

which is why I'm excited
to drink until I forget

- about why I'm annoyed at him.
- Yeah!

Who needs men when
you've got good music,

great vibes and the best gals.

And me, Arvind!

Who wants another shot?

It's so fun that
you're here, Arvind.

We never have guests
at our pregame.

Oh, that's because
we're giving him

the full party experience.

Keg stands, sweaty dancing,

and not realizing how drunk you
are until you sit down to pee.

Can I get a yeehaw?

- Yeehaw!
- Yeehaw!

Yippie-ki-yi-yay
who fucking cares.

Um, girl, are you good?

No. No, I'm hideous.

I'm not one of the
top 50 hottest people

on this campus, and Calvin is.

Which basically means

I'm human dumpster
water, and worse...

I lost my breakup.

Kacey, please stop.
You're beautiful.

And Calvin being on that list
should confirm how dumb it is.

Yeah, he looks like a thumb
and his mouth is a knuckle.

Yeah, his lips are the
same color as his face.

And worst of all? He's
ugly on the inside.

No, no. Continue making
fun of his outside looks.

I'll say it. He's
got date rape vibes.

- Oh, my God.
- What?

- What?
- Too far!

What? He does.

I hate that this man
broke your heart,

and you should
know your scars are

- what make you most beautiful.
- Too much, Arvind.

Sorry. I'm still
learning how to pregame.

Kacey, come to
the party with us.

It'll make you feel better.

Oh, I'm going.

I may be ugly, but that
doesn't mean I don't exist.

So, again, you are not...

And if I don't go
out, then they win.

And I refuse to let them win.

Wait for me, I'm gonna
go put my extensions in.

You don't need to
extend anything.

Everything about you
is the perfect length!

Do not let her put
Taylor Swift on,

she will get lost in the
song and never come out.

Go, go, go.

♪ Girl ♪

♪ You my lil' boo thang ♪

♪ So I don't give a hoot
what your dude say, girl ♪

♪ I know you a lil' too tame ♪

♪ I'll be shooting that
shot like 2K, girl ♪

♪ I know, tell them I'm,
tell them I'm next... ♪

- Am I off?
- This is impossible.

When do we clap?

♪ Tell them you found a lil'
something fresh, I know... ♪

How are you doing this so well?

Oh, it's easy. Ready?

It's tap, tap, shuffle, and hop.

I think I got the hop part,
but not the other stuff.

In my town, you had to
take a line dancing class

to graduate high school.

Why don't they just play

one of those songs where
the lyrics are instructions?

Okay, now cowboy up.

Yeah, but what
does that mean? Ow!

I give up. Let's get
out of the stomp zone.

- Absolutely.
- Please.

♪ To the back, to the front ♪

♪ You a ten, baby girl... ♪

You guys looked
like shit out there.

Oh, I'm not judging.
I'm also very bad.

I'm Lewis, by the
way, nice to meet you.

- Hey, cool party.
- Oh, you think

just because I'm
gay it's my party?

Just kidding! It is. I
planned the whole thing.

She's cute, right?

Yeah, what's the bucket for?

Oh, we're collecting donations

for our friend's top surgery.

Boob-voyage, baby.

Hell, yeah. I'll donate to that.

It's an honor to be a part

of someone's gender journey.

Howdy, my hotties! Howdy.

Ooh. Let me put
something in the pot.

Oh, I know you have
more money than that.

Let me know if you need any
help searching those pockets.

Oh, Canaan, this is Lewis.

He's the one that got fired
from Sips before you got hired.

Lila and I were a
disaster together.

Oh, I've missed you,
you little slut.

Lila, where's your
Instacart hottie?

Oh, sadly, Gabe and
I have drifted apart.

But someday, on a
dark and lonely night

when I realize I need
some household products,

perhaps we shall reunite.

Until then, who is
down to hoedown?

I am.

Oh, yes, my long-backed angel.

Let's get that flat ass on
the dance floor, shall we?

- Oh, yeah.
- Nothing long-backed.

Come on!

♪ Whoa-oh, whoa ♪

♪ You're lovely cold
and I swear... ♪

Damn, Lila, those are some
impressive dance moves.

Oh, these aren't dance moves,

they are select body movements

meant to catch the eye of the
hot-ass cowboy over there.

And... it...

worked. Bye, bitches.

This is so much more fun

than Catan night with the boys.

Bela, thank you so
much for bringing me.

Aw, look at us.

No first-years to take care of.

Is a student triggered by an
incident with their roommate?

Bela doesn't care.
She's off tonight.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Uh,
is a student homesick?

Arvind doesn't care.

Well, he does care,
he loves people

and he really wants
them to be happy,

but he's off tonight.

I'm gonna go get us
another drink. M'lady.

Seems like Arvind's having fun.

Yeah. I feel like I'm getting
to know a whole new side of him.

Look at him swirl in that ice.

And he's, like, totally
been all over me.

I think tonight might be the
night we finally have sex.

I doubt it, babe.

That boy is drunk.

I think I overestimated
his tolerance.

I got to sober him up.
Does anyone have any rice?

Or, uh, pieces of bread like
you might feed to a duck?

♪ I'm here for a good time ♪

♪ Not a long time... ♪

Chloe!

You made it.

Of course.

Anything for a good cause.

And isn't it so great

we can be in a place where
we can truly be ourselves?

In the dining hall?

Yeah.

Sure.

I love your outfit, by the way.

Thank you. It's my
take on Western wear,

based on one ten-second
Google search.

It's hot. I'm
gonna get a drink.

Okay.

You're gay for straight.

Excuse me?

You're gaming on
a straight girl.

I've meticulously

catalogued all the gay women

on this campus and that
girl is not in my binder.

- Who is she?
- My roommate.

And what makes you so
sure she's straight?

Her nails. Girl's got
a stiletto manicure.

These are the hands of
a hardworking lesbian.

Okay. But when we're alone,

she's always
playing with my hair

- and touching my leg and I just...
- And that means nothing.

A straight girl will
flirt with you one minute,

and make out with your brother

at his laser tag
birthday party the next.

Worst day of my life.

I'm pretty sure that
won't happen to me.

And I know I'm
right about Chloe.

You're gonna regret not
listening to your queer elders.

You're two years older than me.

♪ I got a taste for
individuality... ♪

- I have to come clean about something.
- Mm-hmm.

I don't know what
cold foam means

and whenever someone orders it,
I just give them whipped cream.

Kimberly, no Sips talk.

- Respect my work-life balance.
- Okay.

Brian!

Oh. Kimberly, h-hi.

Lila, this is Brian.

He's the guy from my symposium

who I spent the whole day with.

Oh, yes! The Essex tour.

What a cool and normal way

for people our age to
spend an afternoon.

Oh. Um... I meant to tell you.

The book on gerrymandering that
Professor Friedman mentioned

is back in circulation tomorrow.

Yeah, I got the
notification, too.

Oh! Okay, well, I
guess it's gonna be

a race to the library,
and we'll see who wins.

Well, this was weird to watch.

Like two prime numbers
having a meet-cute.

See you later,
Kimberly and Himberly.

Himberly?

Wait, is she making fun of us

because we have a lot
in common or something?

That's silly.

♪ Come on, make
me feel alive... ♪

♪ You still linger in my bed ♪

♪ Your whispers in my head... ♪

You're really holding your
own on the dance floor.

Yeah, well, thanks
to a mother-son dance

I didn't want to do at
my parents' vow renewal,

I can do this.

Whoa.

♪ I want to know... ♪

You dipped and kissed your mom?

What? No, not the kiss part.

Okay, good.

God, you look so damn
beautiful tonight.

Aww.

♪ Tell me, how the hell
did we end up here? ♪

Not beautiful enough
to be on that list.

Hey, will you let that go?

When I tell you
you're beautiful,

I want you to believe it.

I don't want you to
put yourself down.

Hey. That list doesn't matter.

You wouldn't understand.

You're a boy who probably
got praised for being tall

and athletic and-and smart.

But you know what
made my parents smile?

When people at the grocery store

would stop to tell
them how pretty I was.

Because girls don't get
the same treatment as boys.

The world tells us, very
loud and very clear,

that our looks do
matter, and, yeah, maybe

I don't want that to
be the case, because

the amount of effort that
I have to put into it

is absolutely exhausting,

Okay. I'm sorry.

♪ In my head ♪

♪ And it makes me want to go ♪

♪ Back to sleep... ♪

- Can we just go?
- Yeah.

♪ Still belong to you... ♪

♪ Dive into my dreams ♪

♪ Back to my dreams... ♪

Boys, girls, gays
and theys, listen up.

Thank you all so much
for coming out tonight

to support queer
students at Essex

and the issues that
are important to them.

Thanks to your donations,

we've been able to
gather enough money

to help our president
Sam get top surgery.

All right, enough talking.

How about a little live music?

♪ Oh ♪

♪ All I want is
somebody who wants me ♪

♪ Come on and take me home ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ If you want me, then
show me you love me ♪

♪ Come on and take me home ♪

♪ Tell me you love me,
just tell me you love me ♪

♪ Tell me you love me ♪

♪ Come on and take me home ♪

♪ Tell me you love me ♪

♪ Just tell me you love me ♪

♪ Tell me you love me... ♪

Mmm.

This is good. What
do you call this?

- It's ice water. Finish it.
- Oh.

This is sick. I love this stuff.

I'm so inspired by all the
queer bravery on display today.

Hey, love is love
and I love you all!

Maybe we should go outside
and get you some fresh air.

What? No, it's a party.

I'm an ally. As a matter of
fact, I think I should make

- a speech for everyone.
- No, Arvind, I don't think...

- I should give, like, a little speech.
- that's a good idea.

Well, we'll let them
be the judge of that...

You saved me from my fall.

I didn't. At all.

Hey, Bela, I was thinking we
should go back to your place

and sex.

I do want that,

but I think we should wait until
you're a little more present.

Oh, I'm all present.
Unwrap me, Santa.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- We're getting up? Okay.
- Yes, we are. Okay.

Maybe instead of sex we get
you some Gatorade and nachos?

- Okay, that sounds good, too.
- It does sound good, doesn't it?

♪ Tell me you love me ♪

♪ Just tell me you love me ♪

♪ Tell me you love me... ♪

Looking at your phone at a party

because you're stressed,

or you're just
trying to act cool?

No, it's not that. Um...

Isaiah and I got into
a fight before this.

- What happened?
- He got his rich dad

to fund my research project.

And I know I should be happy,

because it lets me
keep going and I've put

so much work into this,
but... I don't know,

I just hate feeling
like I owe him.

I get you. I've felt
that same thing.

Sometimes I'm at these
scholarship dinners,

and I feel like I'm supposed
to be smiling and groveling

and laughing at their weird
jokes about tax evasion.

But I didn't make
them donate anything.

You know, what they do with
their money is on them, not me.

That's sort of exactly
what Isaiah said,

but it makes more
sense coming from you?

Most things do.

Um, my homie just pulled up.

But congratulations
on your funding.

- Thank you.
- You take that money and you...

build a rocket, I don't
know, I-I don't...

- Wow. Okay.
- Understand what you do.

♪ Go ahead, you
can give it to me ♪

♪ I won't ask for much ♪

♪ Just all your love ♪

♪ Go ahead ♪

♪ You can give it to me ♪

♪ Hung up on your touch ♪

♪ If I'm the one you want ♪

♪ Go ahead ♪

♪ You can give it to me, oh ♪

♪ All I want is
somebody who wants me ♪

♪ Come on and take me home ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ If you want me,
then show me... ♪

I'm-I'm sorry.

- Oh. No.
- I'm not...

- No, it's-it's, uh...
- Uh...

I'm-I'm so sorry if I gave
you the wrong impression.

Uh...

I-I hope this doesn't
make things awkward

between us as roommates.

Totally, i-it...

Of course.

Would you excuse me?

Ooh, you okay?

I just need a moment.

Happy Pride, losers!

- Gay!
- Gay!

Hell week!

- Fucking assholes! What...
- Hey!

- Hey, fuck you!
- Let's go. Go, go!

Suck my gay dick!

Did you just throw a muffin?

I did. It was all I had.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

Thanks.

Why do you look so familiar?

We met at-at speed dating.

Yeah, you gave me your number

and-and then you
never texted me back.

Right.

And you've totally forgiven me.

That's so big of you.

Well, it helps to be hot.

Yeah. That is true.

I've never forgiven
an ugly person.

Could I walk you home?

I would like that, actually.

And sorry for not
texting you back.

I... got distracted by something
that was not worth my time.

Well, uh, let's hope that I am.

Let's actually
get going, though,

because I worry,
with the egg on you,

that the raccoons
are gonna find us.

Well, you'll protect me, no?

Cooper, I don't
have any makeup on.

I told you, no unannounced
visits or pre-bed FaceTimes.

You look cute, all right?

I like your crazy morning hair.

Oh. What are you doing here?

I just came by to tell
you that a student

got removed from
Essex's 50 Most List

over some questionable
tweets about

that were deeply misogynistic.

Tweets that somebody
stayed up all night finding

and sending to their friend
that works on the magazine.

- You didn't.
- I did.

I did, and I got to
recommend a replacement.

Kacey Lynne Baker, in my
mind, you always were,

but you are now
officially one of Essex's

50 Hottest Students.

Yeah, oh, and they
want a picture,

- like, now, so...
- Oh... No!

I'm not camera-ready.

I'm joking, okay? Go get ready.

Oh, wait.

- Thank you.
- Oh. Yeah.

Yes! Ha!

♪ I wonder how it feels ♪

♪ To really sleep at night ♪

♪ Instead I ask him
all these questions ♪

♪ If I could look
you in the eyes ♪

♪ Would I even say... ♪

- You doing all right?
- Yeah.

I regret nothing.

Thanks for an amazing night.

♪ In my mind ♪

♪ You are the one that I see ♪

♪ Can't shake these... ♪

Find a pic you like?

Yep.

♪ On repeat ♪

♪ I already lost you once ♪

♪ Can't lose you now ♪

♪ I wonder what it's like ♪

♪ To really lose your mind ♪

♪ Instead of feeling
all this pressure ♪

♪ Am I the only one ♪

♪ Still putting up a fight ♪

♪ Trying to put
us back together ♪

♪ You are the one ♪

♪ That I see ♪

♪ Can't shake these
permanent memories ♪

♪ On repeat... ♪

♪ I already lost you once ♪

♪ Can't lose you now ♪

♪ You are the one that I need ♪

♪ They say that
nobody's perfect ♪

♪ But we fit perfectly ♪

♪ I already lost you once ♪

♪ I already lost you once ♪

♪ Can't lose you now ♪

♪ You are the one that I see ♪

♪ Can't shake these
permanent memories ♪

♪ On repeat ♪

♪ I already lost you once ♪

♪ I can't lose you now ♪

♪ I can't lose you now ♪

♪ You are the one that I need ♪

♪ You are the one that I need ♪

♪ You are the one that I see ♪

♪ Can't shake these
permanent memories ♪

♪ On repeat ♪

♪ I already lost you once ♪

♪ Can't lose you now. ♪

Go to bed.