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As far as everyone knows, Liv killed herself.

You and me, we finally have our chance.

So what are you going to do?

I have to say, I'm really disappointed by your choices.

So how did we even get here?

I mean, I guess I understand you did what you felt like you had to do, but...

How do you think I feel?

I feel like I'm being punished, which I guess is kind of accurate.

But it did well in Estonia?

For some reason, Estonia couldn't get enough activated four.

Okay, I mean, Estonia, that's something.

Taylor, you look different.

Did you get some work done?

Oh, hey.

Hey. Fuck you.

So do I deserve this punishment?

I mean, I don't think so, but you clearly do.

Valentina, help me push the beds together.

We don't think they should be over here.

Follow the floor plan. Okay.

Hey, guys.

Ah, save me from that.

Valentina, schedule.

I'm coming.

Netflix Binge Double Date Sophomore Edition?

Yeah, definitely.

Hey, did you put it out?

New Year, New Val, I guess.

I dig it. Hey, Denise.

Hey, creepy weirdo.

Sorry, a formerly creepy weirdo.

I'll see you guys later.

See you.

Oh, just been waiting on that movie of yours to come out.

Yeah, I guess you'll just have to keep waiting.

I thought you were different, Carlos.

I thought you, of all people in the world, would be the one to see me.

The real me.

And that you'd really get me.

Not run the other way screaming.

Hi, Kirtan.

Hi yourself.

And just so we're clear, everything that's coming next, there's nothing you

do to stop it.

Help me.

Carlos, hello.

Oh, shit, yeah, sorry.

Oh, oh.

Got it? Yeah.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Oh, yeah, it's just weird being back here.

You keeping up with your meds?

Yeah. Yeah, it's still me in the driver's seat.

Well, are you just, um, thinking about last year's stuff?

Do you still feel guilty?

Look, I get it.

I do too, really.

And you have been an amazing, supportive boyfriend through a very crazy time for

me. So, let's stop rehashing last year's shit and just live in the

now. New chapter, right?

Yeah.

Yeah! Last more year, baby!

Hey, bring it in.

Oh, my gosh.

Is that a bar mitzvah stash I see?

Do you guys want to go to the club fair? They're setting it up now. Sounds like

a perfect opportunity to point and laugh at things.

I don't know. I'm not really a club fair kind of guy. Your asocial trench coat

persona is so freshman year.

New chapter?

You know, I might do chemistry club this year.

Really? Because I was leaning more towards magician's alliance.

Okay.

No, I'm definitely doing College Republic.

You're a monster.

So there won't be an activated five?

Uh, I don't think that's where my journey's taking me right now.

Works for me. I mean, second semester last year got pretty bleak without you,

man. Look, you gotta trust the universe. Listen to what it's telling you.

It's telling me we're about to drown in strange.

Hi, I'm from Yasan Woodlawn's improv group.

You guys like improv?

Uh, no one likes improv.

So, governor, have you any crumpets?

Pardon me, honorable prince, where might I find an oil reservoir?

Statistic Society, sign me up.

Just to clarify, I'm not kidding.

Or LGBTQQIAA.

You mean gay kids painting?

That's our people, boo.

Ugh, so many letters.

All right, frosh, listen up.

Diaper tour starts in the dorm.

Then you're going to go to the dining hall and the library.

Extra points if you get to the faculty lounge.

Sure you're in the right place?

Always in the right place.

Yeah? Because it kind of seems like you need to be over there with them.

You know, I've been there, done that.

What's good with you? I'm Evan. What's your name?

Lex.

Hey, weren't you on the same floor as the girl who died last year?

Hey, you guys look like you're feeling some improv.

I'm good, bro.

I think art is a fair word.

Creating art on a global canvas.

You're disgusting.

Excuse me?

We all know you knocked up Liv Steele, and we all know you killed her.

That's why your movie flopped and you're back here.

I don't want to join a club anyway.

Right.

Okay, for sure joining the Archery Association.

Okay. Look at that.

Save the Naked Mole Rats Club.

Why don't you sit in there? Oh, sweet.

We had each other, Carlos, and...

That could have been enough.

You off sugar?

Porn went out for Liv.

Our club is called Yes Ant, where you work off what I'm giving you.

See, I give you this pen.

Then you sign up.

Hey, y 'all know we're about to meet Hall 2, is that it?

That way.

Who's that?

What are you guys in the mood for?

More insomnia, baby?

Oh, we could re -watch 13 Reasons.

Yes, after Liv, once again indulging in some suicide -themed programming.

I just, I like that Monty guy. I feel like he's got layers.

The serious psychopath?

Very on -brand for you.

Babe, come on.

Jane? A little help, please?

Sorry, back to planet Earth.

Um... Hey, does anybody know the deal with that transfer student?

You know, the one who hates balloons?

Wallace? I think he's rooming with Evan. You guys want to hear something crazy?

I heard he killed someone at his house in Chicago.

What? No, come on.

Rumor is it was his best friend. You have no evidence that's true.

Hence the definition of rumor. That's just the systemic persecution of young

black males at work. Hey, I'm just giving you the information as I receive

See you guys. Bye.

So, do you think that Wallace guy really killed somebody?

I have absolutely no idea.

Should we find out?

As in how, exactly?

Just to see what's what, you know, and know the truth.

Why?

Huh? What, just because Liz's been dealt with, you need someone new to talk?

Well, we would be making the world more just, you know. It is kind of a

worthwhile hobby. No, that's not a hobby. That's a God complex.

You don't know this Wallace guy. You don't know anything about the

person he might have killed.

Right? It's all just stupid rumors.

You don't know anything about any of this.

So shouldn't we learn?

Jane, you don't need a new life for sophomore year.

Okay? Can you please just leave her and all this in the past for my sake?

It didn't have to be like this.

We could have been happy.

Maybe it was never going to work.

Maybe you were just too soft.

Is that my footage?

Go back to sleep.

It's for Liv's memorial.

They asked me to speak.

Does that make you uncomfortable?

It's just a little weird.

You know...

If you make it weird.

John, come on.

Yeah, you seem super upset right now.

I mean, you're practically beside yourself.

Oh, I can't believe you got a single again.

Yeah. Literally the only perk of your freshman year roommate dying.

Oh, don't even get me started on freshman year roommate.

Oh, hey.

Hey.

What's up with you guys?

Nothing. It's all good.

So who are you living with now?

Uh, Carla.

You? Uh, transfer student, Wallace.

Hey, um, if you guys see Carlos, will you let him know that I'm here?

Yeah. So you declare a major yet?

Uh, chemistry.

Cool.

Sorry I wasn't a crumpet. You have fish and chips coming up next, mate.

Hey.

You're not even in the storm. What are you doing?

What do you care?

What is this, his girlfriend?

No, I'm not his girlfriend. But I am the girl that will fuck you up if you don't

back down right now.

Thanks.

How was your summer?

It was good.

How was yours?

Went back to Irvine, helped my parents out with the store.

You know?

Actually, I don't know. I don't really know anything about you.

I gotta go. I told Denise how we'd get or something.

So, anything in particular that you hate about balloons?

What was it?

Remember the...

Big popping spree you went on the other day?

Yeah, this is supposed to be college, not some six -year -old birthday party.

Yeah, but even kids in college like to have fun.

Yeah, well, maybe you need to find a new way to have fun.

Excuse me.

Did I scare you?

When?

Now or at the donut thing?

We were just talking. Nothing happened.

We're doing recon work.

Dude, come on. Look, I just, I don't want to be the Clyde to your Bonnie,

I don't want to worry every time someone looks at you funny that you might go...

What?

Push them off a roof?

Jesus, Carlos, I was kidding.

Were you, though?

Okay, why doesn't one thing have to be the defining factor of our relationship?

Why can't you just move on? Because you're a murderer.

I didn't realize that that's what you saw me as.

I thought I was a lot of things to you.

You are.

Hey, hey, obviously you are. I mean, we've been together for like eight

Yeah, but you just can't let this go, huh?

I care about you so much.

I do. But no, I just think what's best is if we take some time. No, please

do this.

Please don't make me go back.

Please don't make me go back to freshman year.

To being all alone and having nobody to talk to.

Please don't do that to me.

I am a good person.

I swear.

I joke.

Yes, but I didn't do anything to anybody who did it.

Do you remember that first night?

You said, let's not kid ourselves. I'm totally in love with you.

Don't throw that away.

Nothing's changed.

You knew about it.

What? I mean, you didn't kill anybody, but you knew about it.

You actually knew about it for eight months, and you didn't say anything.

That makes you an accomplice after the fact.

Of course, it'll be harder on me.

I'll probably get prisoned for life, you 20 years, 15 for good behavior.

So let me make this very, very clear.

If this guilt you're apparently feeling ever becomes too much, if you ever feel

the need to unburden yourself, remember that you're on the hook for this too.

I go down.

You go down.

They seem nice.

Yo.

Just trying to live.

You do you.

Hey.

You got a sad Jane face.

What's up?

Carlos kind of broke up with me.

He broke up with you.

That little fat was always punching above his weight class.

Aw, sweet.

And mean -spirited.

So what happened?

You know that thing where you see yourself through somebody else's eyes

not great? You wonder if they're right.

I spent the past year looking through a million eyes wondering if I knocked up

Liv and then killed her.

To that vantage point, I don't look great.

Yeah, but you didn't do any of those things.

It's whatever.

Not that I'm curious, because officially fuck that guy, but what'd you do with

him to mess up that badly?

It's complicated.

But you didn't want it to end.

Is there anything you can do to fix it?

No, but there are maybe some things that I should not do.

Cryptic AF, but...

You do you.

Okay, what the hell is going on in there?

I should go check.

Okay, Carla, so, truth?

I said it was necessary to keep you scared and keep you quiet, but

wondered, maybe you're right.

Maybe I should just come clean and say it.

I killed Liv Steele.

I pushed her off the roof of Woodlawn Mansion.

Would that make you come back?

I didn't kill Liv because she was mean to me or because I didn't like her.

She wasn't, and I did.

I killed her because in a world with so little justice, sometimes we need to

make our own.

Is this a bad time?

I decided to clean out Aminta's room. I thought you might want some of her camp

things.

Summer is a blast.

Camp Schwammigan memories always last.

She was so happy there.

She once said that if she could just live for six weeks in the summer, the

46 wouldn't matter.

I'm sorry.

I just... wanted to see.

It's so foolish of me.

I just wanted to see what Aminta would be doing if she hadn't.

But now I've bothered you and I've made you miss your class. No, no, it was a

seminar on the creation of the cotton gin.

Really, you've done me a favor.

Jane, I didn't just come here to give you these things.

That's okay.

The truth is, there were so many times when I thought about those girls who

bullied my Aminta. How unfair it was that she died, but they got to grow up,

live their lives.

Yes.

It was very unfair.

I heard that one of those girls, Olivia Steele, I heard that she died too.

Yes.

That she fell off a roof.

Just like Aminta.

Yes.

And you were Olivia's roommate.

Yes, I was.

You are a good girl, Jane.

Never let anyone tell you otherwise.

I thought about turning myself in, Carlos. I really did.

But then I realized, those are your issues, not mine.

I let you make your problems my problems.

So fuck you for that.

You used to talk a good game. Remember your anthropological study on the

assholery of college kids?

But when I offer you the opportunity to actually do something, to force the

world to make sense, you falter.

I'm angry at you, Carlos.

But at the end of the day, I'm really more disappointed.

And that's why I won't hit send, why I delete this, since I don't trust you not

to use this email as evidence against me.

I'll pass you in the hallways every day, but now you're lost to me.

Are you going to the vault, or...? Not yet.

But at least now I won't have someone to hold me back.

Love always, Jane.

Wait.

You?