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- You made it. - I did.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Good to see you. - You too.

Erin, Alex.

Alex, this is Erin.

- Hey. - Hi.

Looking good out there, girl.

Yeah, I know.

Uh, I'm gonna... I'm gonna grab a beer.

Did... did you want anything, can I...?

I don't drink.

Well, how about a Coke?

They're free for me.

Save your $5.

- You got it. - I'll take a...

Uh... okay.

Hello, did you hear me?

I got my final mark on that major paper I wrote

on Paradise Regained,

which I have now read for the third time by the way.

The fucking instructor

says that my interpretation of Milton

doesn't fully explain his continuing role

in Western literature.

Dick.

- What was your grade? - A fucking minus.

Oh, did she show, Erin?

What, does everybody know this girl but me?

Uh, no, I barely know her.

She was in our Philosophy of Literature class

with me and Zack,

and I think he kind of asked her out.

Kind of?

Well, I think he thinks he did.

So, he's into her?

Uh, well, she's a female,

so yeah.

Is she into him?

- Hey, Jules. - Oh, hey, how are you?

Oh, she's devastated, she got an A minus on a paper.

Oh, buddy.

Oh, shut it.

You know, I think I wanna go dance.

Is there anybody I can convince to join me?

- Zack, let's go. - Absolutely.

Oh, yeah, go show me your moves.

Yes, ma'am.

You sure I can't tempt you?

Uh, no,

I mean, the table.

I should watch the table, I... I don't want someone

to take it.

No, we wouldn't want that.

Hey, baby, what's going on?

Ow.

Oh, you're a little feisty, all right.

Okay.

What, it's just a little dance.

- I'm a good dancer. - Ugh, no, you're not.

Hey.

How's the table?

Fine, I just wanted to make sure you're okay.

Oh, yeah, just perils of the dance floor.

Did you come to dance with me?

Uh, no, I don't think I can keep up.

I just... just wanted to check you're okay, that's all.

Well, you did, and I am.

Okay.

And now I need to be making sure

that you're okay.

Jeez.

Thank you.

Hey, uh, have a good night, see you later.

Uh, wait.

- What's up? - Um, do you wanna

share a cab or something?

I live pretty close, so I won't be catching a cab.

Um, do you wanna share a sidewalk?

Oh, shit.

Ah, for fuck's sake!

This is fucked.

- Good morning, sunshine. - Julia,

what the fuck?

Don't take that tone with me.

Beach, let's go.

Dude, you literally just woke me up.

I am not ready for the beach, and it is really early

for your cleavage.

First off, it is not my fault that you slept in,

and secondly, it's never too early for my cleavage.

Let's go.

God, I am so glad I went from

a comfortable laying-down position

to an uncomfortable laying-down position.

Okay.

Try to think of it as full-body exfoliation.

But, I'm more thinking of it as a sunburn,

and sand in my crack.

Are you ever happy about anything?

Hardly ever.

Room for one more?

- Oh, hi. - Hi.

Yeah, sure.

I didn't know you were joining us.

- Is that all right? - Absolutely.

Of course.

Zack likes you,

so you're stuck with us.

Could be worse.

I think I'm gonna go for a dip.

Be right back.

So, is she just, like, our friend now?

I don't know, why?

You don't like her?

No, I...

I don't know her.

I mean, she seems nice.

She's polite, and friendly, and...

Alex, you don't have to convince me.

I don't care if you like her.

I didn't say I didn't like her.

Mhm.

- Oh. - Oh, thank you.

Oh, no, I'm good, thank you.

It's for me.

If you don't mind?

- Please? - Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, okay, well let's just cover all the bases.

No, none of us are into Zack.

He's like an annoying younger brother.

- Hm. - But, you know,

wouldn't be life without him, though, don't tell him

- I said that. - Lips are sealed.

So, is he not your type, or...?

I don't know, I haven't really thought about it.

What is your type?

Confident, attractive, smart.

How about you?

You, generally.

What?

Oh, I mean, same... same as... as you.

Same as you said just...

Oh, my God, are you okay?

Yeah.

- You're bleeding. - Yeah.

- Come on. - No, that's okay.

- Let me take care of it. - It's totally fine.

It's... yeah.

Ow.

Have a seat.

Wow, this is a real happening place, huh?

We're closed on Sundays.

Have you worked here for a long time?

Uh, yeah, we've had it for a while.

- We? - My family owns it.

Guess I kind of own it.

Oh.

Wow.

Yeah, my dad has this habit of buying businesses,

and he kind of left me in charge of this one,

so.

Hey, that must be nice.

Oh, I... well I didn't... I...

I'm sorry, I didn't mean...

I just meant it must be nice.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's as nice as material things can be I guess.

What do you mean?

I mean that my dad doesn't really get

the whole feelings thing, so he uses his money instead.

But hey, it's not like I'm just some complacent manager.

I do actually work, you know.

Okay.

I mean, I wasn't suggesting that you were.

I think it's very cool

that you're the boss.

- You think so? - Yeah.

How about you, what's your story?

Uh, it was just me and my mom growing up.

She worked a lot, but she got the feelings thing.

- Mhm. - Sounds like you and me

had completely opposite childhoods.

You know, he's not all bad.

- Who, you're dad? - Yeah.

I'm not judging.

Just laid my entire life story out on you.

Sorry about that.

I guess that you're just sort of

easy to talk to.

How about you, what happened to your dad?

Uh, he left when I was 4.

I didn't really know him.

According to my mom, that's a good thing.

You see your mom a lot?

Uh, no.

No, she, uh...

she died.

I'm sorry.

Oh, it's okay.

I mean, it's not okay,

but I'm fine.

There's this, uh...

There's this spot down by the beach

that I like to go to.

It reminds me of her.

Let me see your arm.

I think you got some gravel in it or something.

Yeah.

It's okay, though, just throw a Band-Aid on there

or something.

- I'll be gentle. - Okay.

Are you ready?

I don't know.

That probably hurts.

All good.

- Can you, um...? - Oh.

Does it feel better?

Yeah.

So, did I tell you about my movie idea?

- No. - Yeah, I mean, so I'm writing

this movie, and it's you and me are the leads,

and I play a character named Robin Banks, okay?

No, but wait, you're Greta Waycar.

- You're dumb. - No, it's genius.

- Hey. - Hey, Al.

- Where's Erin? - Ah, she had to work

or something.

Aw, I got her a Coke.

Before you say anything, it wasn't you.

I didn't scare her away?

- No, Zack. - Thank God.

But, like, what'd she say about me?

- Oh, my God, get over yourself. - What?

I need to know.

I don't know, nothing.

Nothing?

At all?

Really?

No, no, I mean,

you're a good guy or whatever.

Just keep doing that.

I don't know about that.

Good guys finish last.

Unless that's what she likes.

I don't know what she likes.

If you wanna ask her out, just ask her out,

and if she says, "No," then you have your answer.

Yeah, true.

Aw, Zackary,

do you need me to ask her out for you?

No, I do not.

It's just, you know, if I ask her out

and she says, "No," then she's not gonna

wanna hang with us anymore.

I kinda like her hanging with us.

Good point.

What, what, it's a good point.

I mean, she's nice.

It's nice to make new friends who are nice.

Why do you need new friends?

Aw, Jule, you need to go to jelly school.

Ew!

Never touch me like that again.

I'll never touch you like that again.

So, Al, can you talk me up to her?

Please, can you talk about literally anything else?

I don't know, what makes you think that

she would listen to me, or that we even talk?

I figured you guys became pals.

Well, I mean, she's...

Nice.

- What time's happy hour? - Oh, shit.

I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

No, it's okay... oh!

- Oh, my God, okay. - Okay.

Ah, right.

Uh.

Okay.

- Are you okay? - Uh, yes.

- Yes, hi. - Hi.

- How are you? - I'm good, I'm good.

I, um, came by to see if you're coming out...

uh, to the club, after your shift.

I mean, do you want to come out to the club to dance?

Right, right, um,

I'm off work pretty late, so.

Okay.

Well, I mean,

that was more of a for-your-information

than... than a no.

Okay, so it's a yes then.

Uh, it's a maybe.

Probably.

I mean, I was in the neighborhood.

That's why I'm here, 'cause Julia told me

that you worked here, and I was passing by,

- and so I... - Right, um,

well it's really nice to see you, though.

Thank you.

Okay, so I guess I'll maybe, probably see you later?

- Yeah. - Maybe, probably.

Yes, um.

Thanks for

stopping by.

You got it.

Hey, before I forget, do you have a pen?

Uh, yeah, I think I do, sure.

In case you need me for anything.

I'll see you later.

Uh, see you later.

Okay.

You look good.

You look fine, you're totally overthinking this

'cause nothing's happening.

Oh, God, what if something is happening?

Hey, what are we looking at?

A very happy Zack.

Oh, yeah, is he making friends?

Well.

I have to go.

- Uh. - Yeah, sorry.

Okay.

Alex.

Alex, wait.

I'm sorry.

For what?

I don't usually drink, and I was dancing,

- and I... - You don't owe me anything.

I just don't want you to think I was doing it to hurt you

or something.

I don't know what you mean.

- I'm just nervous. - Nervous?

About what?

You make me nervous.

Erin, where are you going?

I'm all sweaty, I'm going for a swim.

I thought I was walking you home,

not brushing up on my CPR.

So, come in with me then.

That doesn't make any sense.

Are you coming?

Hey, there you are, I was looking for you.

Thought you left.

No, I'm right here.

Did you wanna get dressed?

I mean, I can wait.

Are you sleeping with me tonight?

Uh.

I just meant 'cause my bed's more comfortable

than the couch, so.

Oh, right.

No, cool, um.

No, I was just gonna head home soon.

Okay.

Sure.

Wait, I'm sorry.

Oh, my God, I am so sorry.

Oh, my God.

It's okay.

Hey, it's okay.

Um, listen,

I... I...

I don't know what's happening, and I don't wanna

misread anything.

I don't think that you're misreading anything.

Will you look at me, please?

Do you want me?

Yes.

Erin?

Shit.

Alex, what are you doing here?

Oh, well you weren't there when I woke up, so.

I was, uh... I needed to get to work.

Right, I...

Uh, could we...?

Sure.

What's up... ah.

Okay, um,

can we talk about what happened last night?

- No. - What, are you serious?

Yeah, something happened,

I don't know what, and I...

You... you don't... you don't know...

- Erin, we slept together. - Okay, can you please

keep your voice down, because we are at

my work right now?

- So, uh... - It's not fricking illegal.

- I mean... - Okay, I need you to

forget about this.

What? No, no.

No, Erin, it was amazing, and you were right there with me

and I know that you felt the same way.

- Stop. - You came on to me.

- I wasn't gonna do anything. - Please, I need you to

fucking stop, I need you to fucking stop, Alex!

Can you please fucking stop?

Can you please go?

I need you to go, please.

- Hey, Jule. - Hey, you.

- What's up? - How are you?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Great, but how are you actually?

- What do you mean? - Don't play dumb,

you completely bailed last night.

- Where'd you go? - Yeah, sorry.

Well, don't be sorry, just tell me

what's going on with you.

Hello?

Can you just trust that I'll tell you when I'm ready?

Okay.

Should I be worried?

No.

Okay.

Come for a drink tonight?

Uh, yeah, sure.

I mean, I'll meet you down there.

Cool, see you soon, pal.

Fuck.

Where have you have been?

You almost missed happy hour.

I'm sorry.

Anyway, so as I was saying, I was on a date with this dude,

and he asks me what I like to do for fun.

I hate that question.

So, I start telling him about this book that I'm reading.

Alex, have I told you about this, book guy?

Uh, yeah, sure, I think... I think so.

Anyway,

so I'm telling him about this book,

and he gets this look on his face,

like either he's never heard the word "book" before,

or the idea of a woman reading

is way too much for his tiny brain to comprehend.

I really don't get it, I mean, guys say that they want a girl

that's smart and interesting, but I mean,

really they actually don't.

- Right? - Yeah.

Hey, how's the weather where you are?

- What? - Where are you right now?

Uh, I think I'm gonna get a drink.

Actually, you know, I should go.

I have this thing that I gotta do.

Uhh, like what?

It's Friday night during the summer.

What do you have to do?

Early inventory.

Like you've never done inventory hungover.

Erin, please explain to her

why she needs to stop pretending to be so responsible.

You really gotta stop it.

Okay.

Alex!

Alex, what the hell?

I just can't.

Hey, Al.

All right.

What's wrong with her?

- I don't know. - Are you sure?

Yeah, Julia, I don't even know her.

- I don't believe you. - Hey.

What the fuck was that about?

I have no idea.

- I should go after her. - No.

Stop mothering her, okay?

Storming off like that, she needs some time alone.

She went to the beach, just...

she'll be fine.

You know, I think I'm gonna head out.

Honestly, I wouldn't worry about her.

She seems like a really tough girl.

I'm sure she's gonna be fine, so.

- Erin. - Hm?

Alex has been through a lot of shit.

If she is messed up in something, please tell me.

Yeah, honestly, I'm sorry, but I don't know.

Jule, why would she know anything?

Well, have a good night, guys.

Alex.

No, you don't get to come here and look at me like that.

I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry.

I don't understand.

We didn't do anything wrong.

You're acting like we've done this terrible thing.

Are you in a relationship or something?

You don't get it, do you?

No, I don't get it.

I need you to explain it to me.

I fucking can't.

Did you like it?

You had fun with me?

Yes.

And you like me?

Do we really have to talk about it all night?

What are you so scared of talking about?

Are you scared of the way you feel?

Do we really have to do this?

- Are you scared of being gay? - Okay, shut the fuck up.

I'm not fucking scared.

You're just wrong.

I need to go.

- Wrong? - Yeah, you're just

fucking wrong, Alex!

I'm leaving.

Erin!

Hey.

It's Erin.

What are you doing?

What are you doing here?

That's seriously what you wanna say to me right now?

Alex, what the fuck is going on?

Just having a drink.

You won't answer my calls and you won't talk to me.

What's happening here, Al?

You're the one with straight As.

I'm sure you can figure it out.

Why are you being a smart ass?

Look, I just came here to have a drink, okay, alone.

You don't get to come here and start yelling at me.

Besides,

no one else wants to fucking talk,

- so why the fuck should I? - Because there's obviously

something going on.

- So? - So, I'm your best friend

and I wanna help you.

Yeah, I bet you do.

- Alex. - I bet you wanna dance in here,

looking all pretty, and fuck everything up,

and then pretend like nothing ever happened.

- What the fuck...? - Well, it did happen!

- It happened! - What happened?

Leave me alone, don't touch me!

You know what, Alex?

Fuck you.

You know I just wanna help.

Sorry, I can't offer you anything fun to drink.

That's okay.

Are you all right?

You sounded kind of upset on the phone.

I didn't invite you over here to talk.

I am so done talking.

Okay.

Sorry, I thought that was my cue.

Are you saying, "No"?

No.

Uh.

Just... just wait a minute.

Just a sec.

Okay, so you're saying, "Yes"?

I'm saying, "Just fuck me."

Jesus, I'm coming.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm an asshole.

None of that was meant for you.

Don't ever speak to me like that again.

Just the whiskey.

I'm serious.

I know, I know.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean any of it.

What am I going to do with you?

Fix my broken heart.

- What? - What?

- Why do you have a broken heart? - Why do you have...?

Alex.

Okay.

Okay, so I am very drunk,

so I think I'm gonna tell you something right now

that sober Alex definitely wouldn't tell you

because sober Alex is scared shitless.

Well, drunk Alex and sober Alex need to start

trusting their best friend.

They do... I mean, I... I do.

It's nothing to do with not trusting you.

Then, what is it about?

- I think I need a cigarette. - Uh, no.

Speak.

You love me, right?

Like...

Like no matter what?

Of course I love you, you idiot.

Nothing you can say will change that.

Dude, I will help you bury the body.

I will destroy the evidence.

It honestly can't be that bad.

Whatever it is, man,

it's me.

I'm gay.

Well, I mean, you weren't hiding that very well.

I'm in love, too.

I'm sorry you were so scared to tell me that.

I'm so sorry it took me so long to tell you.

No.

You told me when you were ready.

So, Romeo,

who's the lucky lady?

Are you okay?

- Erin. - I'm fine.

- If you wanna talk about... - I don't.

Okay, just consider this a freebie.

You're off the hook.

What?

Look, I know I may seem like I'm that kind of guy,

but I'm not that kind of guy.

- Erin. - Look, Zack,

it doesn't really matter what kind of guy you are, okay?

Fuck, why is it that when a guy wants to have casual sex,

it's totally fine, and when a girl wants to,

there must be a fucking problem.

I never said there was a problem.

You just seemed upset.

Sorry.

Look, I know we may have done things

a little backwards here, but I like you.

- I'd like to... - No.

- What? - Whatever you'd like to do

is a fucking terrible idea.

Taking you on a date's a terrible idea?

- Oh, yeah. - Why?

Just, fuck, I'm giving you an easy out here.

I'm not looking for an easy out.

This was just a distraction.

Okay?

This isn't gonna turn into a whirlwind romance.

It's just sex.

Jesus.

Well,

that's why I don't do this.

Goodnight, Erin.

This is Alex, leave me one.

Alex.

I'm so sorry.

- What happened? - Ugh, whoa.

Are you gay, or was that a dream?

Gay.

Not a dream.

Okay.

Cool.

Ugh.

I need a shower.

Mhm.

You stink like a dirty bar.

Yeah.

Probably 'cause I was at a dirty bar.

Mhm.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I will be.

I love you very, very much.

I have to pee very, very much.

I am so hungover.

It's your own fault.

Erin!

Alex, what are you doing here?

Nice.

- Wait. - No, you made it quite clear

that you don't want me to do that.

Why did you call me last night?

Were you...

Were you apologizing for fucking someone?

I don't know.

I don't know why I called you.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing?

I don't know.

Look, I don't know what I'm doing.

Okay?

I don't know what this means.

Okay.

I know what it means, okay?

Great, so I'm just supposed to pretend

like this is normal.

I don't know, Erin.

But I mean,

you should have some fucking idea

of what you're doing.

Do you give a shit about me at all?

Yes. Yes.

Okay.

Then how could you have sex with someone else?

Look, I was just trying to...

I needed to figure out whether I...

Yeah, okay.

I know what you needed.

Hope you feel better.

It's not like it was just someone random, Alex.

My God. Making the rounds, huh?

No, wait. Alex...

You know what?

Don't touch me ever again.

And for the record, you can't fuck yourself straight.

She fucked Zack!

Why the fuck do you care that I was with Erin?

Alex!

Alex, what the fuck?

You fucked her and she let you because she's scared!

What the fuck are you talking about?

I'm in love with her, Zack!

Alex, I didn't... I didn't know.

Yeah, well now you do.

Can I help you?

What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?

Erin...

Kiss me.

No. No, no. No.

No.

No, I can't wake up in the morning again

and have you not be there.

I can't be this mistake that you keep making.

Look, I don't know how to be with you for real, Alex, so...

You just be with me, Erin.

There's nothing in the way.

I'm all yours.

Yeah.

What am I supposed to do with that, hm?

I don't know what to do with that.

And what does that even mean, Alex?

You don't know what my life is like.

Okay, so tell me.

Yeah, I fucking can't.

Yeah, so... so that's just it?

God.

You're so fucking void of emotion

that you can't even see love

when it's staring you in the face.

God, your dad really did fuck you up, huh?

Oh!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

No, I mean, at least you're feeling something.

Look, I...

Before I met you, I...

I would never have thought that this would be me, okay?

And I don't know how to...

I don't know how to process this.

I don't even know how to begin to process this.

Okay, well, let's process it together.

I mean, you're not alone in this.

Julia knows, Zack knows. God.

I mean, who gives a fuck what anybody else thinks?

You told them?

Yeah, I needed to talk about it.

Okay, Erin, I know that you're scared.

I know that this...

that this derailed you a bit

and it took you by surprise,

but you can't pretend like this doesn't exist.

Hmm, I, uh, I wish that you'd met somebody else

that night on the dance floor

and I wish that she could give you what you need

because I can't.

That's how you feel? You wish you'd never met me?

Say something!

Fine.

Fine, uh, right, you want me to forget.

Sure, let's forget, let's put it all behind us,

one big fucked up mistake.

I can't believe you told them.

Yeah, well, I had to!

I can't just bury this like you can!

God, it's like...

It's like you... you're living in this fantasy land

where you think you can fuck whoever you want

and not have to worry about the consequences.

It's like you don't think any of this is real.

Huh.

Whether we talk about it or not,

and whether people know about it or not,

the way that you're feeling is fucking real, Erin,

it's real!

That's the part that scares me.

Alex.

It's my feelings.

Okay, how am I supposed to just one day decide

that I like women?

It wasn't a decision, Erin.

It was a realization.

It's always been there.

You've just been hiding

this part of yourself for so long.

Erin, this is... this is who you are.

This is who you've always been before you ever even met me.

No.

Look, I'm here, okay?

I'm here.

We can do all of this together.

Just... just let me love you.

Sorry, but this just isn't me.

Please, Erin.

No, this isn't me.

- No, come here. - Don't touch me.

I'm sorry I came here today.

Do you love me?

Yeah, it doesn't fucking matter, does it?

I come in peace.

How's your face?

You punched it. It hurts.

Oh, uh, this is my cue.

Don't fucking wreck the place.

I'm really sorry.

I was just so mad.

Yeah, I got that part.

You didn't deserve that, though.

You're right.

I didn't.

I'm also sorry because I know that you were into her first.

I don't think our feelings compare.

I had no idea. You know that, right?

Yeah. Of course.

Of course I know that.

It was just one of those things.

It was late. We were drunk.

- She told me to... - Okay.

No, I don't need any of those details.

My imagination is on overdrive as it is.

Sorry.

If it makes you feel any better,

I don't think I rocked her world or anything.

It doesn't make me feel any better.

Are you okay?

No.

I'm not.

We're closed.

So...

Riddle me this.

I've now found both of you separately

in your respective places at work

getting drunk alone over each other.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Okay.

If we're gonna get drunk in a cafe,

let's have some class, shall we?

To Alex.

So let's have a chat.

I can wait all day.

You don't fucking get it.

Okay, do you have any idea what my father would say?

Or even worse, what he would think?

I couldn't be affectionate with her in public.

People would be looking at us and making comments.

I don't know how to make this work, Jules.

And I don't know how to love her

without hurting her.

I didn't realize that the entire world

had such a big influence on who you love.

I'm sorry, Jules.

I know what I've put her through,

but I just... I just can't fucking do it.

- I can't. - Then let her go.

How's Zack?

Which part?

His feelings, his ego, or his nose?

His nose?

Oh, God, did Alex...

Fuck, I'm such a fucking asshole.

Yeah, I mean, you could've worked out

your internalized homophobia literally any other way.

Jules...

Listen...

I know you're going through a lot of shit right now,

but try not to drag the people you care about

through the shit with you.

I'm sorry.

I know two other people who deserve that

much more than I do right now.

I'll see you at school, okay?

No, it was seriously inside the lettuce bag.

Sorry. I'm sorry, what?

Yeah, no, I'm serious.

You ever think they're gonna close this place down?

No. Julia. That's blasphemy.

Well, seriously, you can't work here forever.

What are you gonna do when you graduate?

Oh, I need to graduate first.

Pardon me?

I have this killer stats class.

I don't think I'm gonna survive it.

Ooh, I have a friend.

I'm so proud of you.

Shut up.

No, she's a science major.

She TAs a lot and loves stats.

I'll ask her to tutor you.

That makes me sound like a real winner.

Alex, it's okay to ask for help

when you don't understand something.

Help.

Ugh.

Let her do what she's gonna do.

She's gonna walk into my bar with some dude.

It's not your problem.

Well...

I never thought I'd say this,

but I think I should go study before I get too drunk.

Music to my ears.

Funny.

- I'll see you later. - Bye.

Hi.

What are you doing?

Um, saying hi.

In Alex's bar with a guy?

He's my boyfriend.

Super.

Just trying to move on with my life, Julia.

Wouldn't it be interesting

if instead of moving on with your life,

you actually just lived it?

I just came to say hi.

I'm not looking for a lecture.

Have you talked to somebody?

Like a counselor?

Okay, I'm gonna go get back to my date.

Oh, he's your date now.

I thought he was your boyfriend.

Yeah, um, well, he's...

A man.

Which is the only part that actually matters, right?

Listen, just talk to somebody.

This is not your life.

It's not who you are.

Hey, are you Alex?

Uh, yeah.

Billie.

- Hi. - Hi.

Julia texted me and told me to meet you in the library.

She said that you needed a tutor.

And you have no idea what I'm talking about.

Ah, no, yes, I do, I do.

God, she acts fast.

- What do you mean? - Nothing.

Yes, please.

Uh, save me from the numbers.

Okay, so where are you at?

Well, I'm somewhere between

I have no idea what I'm doing and I want to quit school.

Okay, look,

I find it easier to write out the whole formula.

Does that make sense?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, I think... I think it does.

I'm sorry, I made a mistake.

Wait. Why do you think you've made a mistake?

I... I...

Just come in and listen, meet some people.

I wouldn't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything.

You can even sit in the back if you want to.

It's at your own pace, and there's free coffee.

I don't have to say anything?

Nothing.

- Just listen? - Mm-hm.

Okay.

Um...

Did you...

Did you want to get a drink with me?

Right now?

- Is that okay? - Yeah.

Actually, I know the perfect place.

Hello?

Billie?

Hello?

Sorry, I was getting us refreshments.

This place is crazy.

I know, it's pretty great, right?

- Do you work here? - No,

I just live in the basement waiting for my Christine.

Not a theater person?

Oh, no, not at all.

Phantom of the Opera?

Oh, I know that one.

- So, did we just break in? - Technically, yes,

but I have a key, so they can't prove anything.

I'm friends with the manager.

He owed me a beer.

What about you?

Tell me all about Alex.

- What are your aspirations? - Business school.

- That's sexy. - Thank you.

Um, I want to start my own business.

- Ooh, that's ambitious. - Yeah, I mean, I work

at this little dive bar across town

and we have regulars

and everybody knows everybody else,

and it's just this, you know, chill, safe place

for people to hang out and, I don't know,

I just want to create something like that.

Like a dyke bar.

Are you okay?

- Yeah. - Have you never heard

the word "dyke" before?

I mean, not in that context.

What? Where have you been?

Uh, in the closet.

Oh, Alex.

Have you never been to a gay bar?

I have not.

Okay, it is official.

I am now your tutor in stats and in being gay.

And I have a confession to make.

- It's okay. - You don't even know

what I was gonna say.

That Julia purposefully asked her lesbian friend

who happens to be good at stats to tutor me

in hopes of us hitting it off.

So, did we?

Well, I followed you into a deserted theater,

so, uh, I would say yes.

Do you want to follow me somewhere else?

How was that for you?

- Overwhelming. - That's okay.

Do you think you might want to come back?

Possibly.

Are you a one-word woman?

I don't know, I just never really...

That's okay.

It's baby steps.

You can sit at the back as long as you like.

I mean, you can even sit on the floor

if you really want to.

How do you know when to...

I think there just comes a point

where it's harder to not say it than to say it.

I don't even know how to say it to myself.

Well, then that's a really good place to start

because the only person who really matters

in all of this is you.

So you've never been here before?

No. No, I didn't know this place existed.

Or that there were other lesbians in town.

Oh, honey, you just wait.

Hey.

You don't have to hide anymore.

Thank you for not pushing me.

We're all here for whenever you're ready

to find your voice.

I know it's in there.

Trust it.

- I'm really scared. - And that's okay.

That probably won't go away anytime soon.

But I promise that when you do find those words,

everything will change.

You know, I appreciate the respect,

but you can touch me.

- You are so cute. - I'm nervous.

We don't have to do anything you don't want to do.

No, I'm good.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- So, you have fun, then? - Yes!

Oh my God, I want to go there every week.

It was incredible.

- It felt so... - Free?

Yes!

Like nobody cared what you were doing

- or who you were doing it with. - Yeah, it's called

being inclusive and non-judgmental.

Right, yeah, guess I haven't really experienced

all that much of that.

Ugh, that makes me really sad.

But it's probably because

you've only ever been to straight clubs

and you can't be yourself.

Anyway, this is me.

Oh, well, thanks.

I had a really good time tonight.

Good.

We should do this again sometime.

Do you want to come up?

Like to your apartment?

Like to my bedroom?

Oh.

What happens next?

Whatever you want.

So, what's going on?

Sorry.

I just...

I needed to talk to you and I wanted to do it alone

without your backup, so thanks for coming over.

You know, she's probably watching.

She's everywhere.

Yeah.

So what do you need to say?

I'm sorry.

I guess that's pretty long overdue.

I just didn't really have the courage before now.

But I'm not gonna make excuses.

I...

That night that we, uh...

Yeah.

Look, what I did,

what I said, it was wrong,

and I'm sorry.

You didn't deserve that.

I was a dick.

Wow.

Um...

Thank you.

I appreciate it

because you were a dick.

But I should've asked more questions.

I knew something was up.

So, I'm sorry too.

You needed a friend, not a quickie.

I would take a friend, though.

You got it.

You're such a nerd.

- Hey. - Hi!

So, uh, last night...

Was fun and spontaneous.

Absolutely, uh,

and I think that we should talk about it.

Sure!

Okay.

Okay, so we, um...

- Had sex. - Yes.

And, uh...

What does that mean?

It means that we had sex.

Right. Right, right.

But... but what does that... what does that mean?

Like, um, like, are we dating?

Uh, are you my girlfriend?

- Uh... - Do we talk about it?

Do you not want to talk about it?

Okay, okay, okay, you are so cute.

Okay, first of all, we can talk about everything

and anything, okay?

And, secondly, I think

that you might be panicking a little.

We had sex last night and it doesn't have to be

anything more than that.

- It doesn't? - No.

Two people can find each other attractive and just have sex.

I mean, do you want a relationship?

No, I don't, actually.

Okay, so are we just friends, then?

Absolutely.

And we can be whatever we want to be.

Does that work for you?

Yes, that works for me.

I still really need a tutor, though.

Yeah, you do really need a tutor.

Okay, where are you at today?

Oh my God, not much further than I was last time.

What is this?

You know, you don't have to knock every time.

I wasn't really sure if I was gonna go in.

Well, you showed up, so that's a good start.

- Is it? - Do you want to hang out here,

or you can follow me in?

I'll pretend not to notice.

I guess I can keep the back row warm.

You're very kind.

Here we have your premium back row seat.

Hey, how's it going? Thank you.

Hello, everyone.

Thank you so much for coming tonight.

Would anyone like to start us off?

I would.

Awesome. Please do.

Should I stand up?

You can do whatever you want.

Okay.

Um...

So I'm Erin.

And, uh...

This is all very new for me.

I guess I've never really allowed myself

to feel these feelings before...

until I met this person

that shifted my entire outlook on the world

and on everything.

I tried really hard to bury it,

but I just haven't been able to keep ignoring it.

I tried so hard to not, you know, to not be...

You know...

God, I'm scared.

I'm so fucking scared.

And I just haven't been able to even say the words or...

or be able to even really

let myself be this way.

And I just can't do this anymore.

And...

I've never been able to admit this, but I just...

God, I feel like I'm suffocating.

I feel like I can't breathe...

like I can't keep up this lie anymore, and...

I think this is it.

I think this is it, I think this is my coming out story.

Right now.

So, I, uh...

can't keep doing this anymore,

so I'm gonna... I'm gonna finally say this.

I'm gay.

I'm gay.

Do you have a Jack?

Read 'em and weep, motherfuckers.

I win again.

I think you're making up the rules.

It's bullshit.

Hey, y'all should be used to it by now.

I win every time.

I live in hope.

Hey, get me more beer, please.

Beer, yes, definitely.

So, any more sexy time rendezvous with Billie lately?

Maybe.

No, you know, this is actually a really cool feeling,

not being heartbroken, no obligations,

not worrying about Erin.

I think I finally feel like myself, you know,

like who I'm supposed to be.

Does that make sense?

Yeah, it makes a lot of sense.

I'm happy for you.

- All right, there you go. - Yes.

Wait, that's yours.

I don't trust you. I want that one.

- No. - What do you mean?

You did something, I know it.

Cheers, cheers.

Drink your own spit.

Hi.

What are you doing here?

I needed to talk to you.

Wow, well, you could call me.

I needed to see you as well.

What's going on, Erin? It's late.

I missed you.

Mm, okay.

Are you drunk?

Okay, come on. Come on.

Okay, what's up?

No, no, no, no.

No.

Just listen to me for a minute, please,

'cause there's something that I need to say.

Okay.

I've been thinking and learning a lot about myself,

and I came here tonight because...

because,

because I needed to tell you something.

I needed to tell you that I figured it out.

Figured what out?

That I can't hide anymore.

I can't hide who I am.

I came out today to complete strangers

and it felt really good.

I realized that this entire time

I thought that I was afraid of you and of us,

but really, I was just afraid of things

that I couldn't control.

So I'm ready. I'm ready.

I'm ready for... for us.

I'm ready for you to give me

all the things you wanted to give me.

I'm ready for you to love me.

Wow.

Um, that took a lot.

I know that.

But you can't expect that we can just pick up

like nothing happened.

No, I know, I know. I, um,

I was really selfish and unfair,

and I'm so sorry.

And if you'll just, uh,

if you'll just let me prove to you that I...

Erin, I'm not looking for an apology, okay?

And I'm not saying this to try and punish you.

I'm genuinely happy for you.

Okay.

So give me another chance.

No, it's... it's not about giving you another chance.

Okay, then what is it?

What is it about?

It's been months, Erin.

You haven't spoken to me in months.

Okay?

A lot has changed.

But you still love me, right?

This is what you wanted!

I am giving you what you wanted.

No, I wanted you to be yourself.

For you.

You've taken this amazing step.

But you need to do it for you,

not because you think it's what I want.

I mean, I'm not the one who suffers here.

If you can't accept yourself...

I've been down that road.

I'm not...

I can't do that again.

I don't understand.

I don't understand, I thought that you'd be happy.

I thought that you would be...

Waiting for you?

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

I can't breathe.

I don't know what to do.

I...

I need you, I can't do this without you.

I don't know how to do this without you.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

Good morning.

Did you sleep on the couch?

Yeah.

Thanks.

How are you?

Embarrassed.

Sad.

Mostly embarrassed, yup.

Yeah.

That was, um...

Um...

I'm sorry.

Coming over like that last night, it was shitty.

And, um, do you think that maybe we could try and have

that conversation again?

Um...

Erin...

You may have been drunk and upset, but...

my words aren't gonna change.

I will never forget...

that you're the first person that I ever loved...

and you're the first woman I ever slept with.

But...

I need to move forward.

What we had, it was...

intense and terrifying...

and unhealthy.

And...

And perhaps maybe you think you need to be with me

because I was your first,

but it doesn't need to be that way,

it doesn't need to be all or nothing

or painful or dramatic.

I think, for me,

I need stability...

I need to explore,

and I need to learn who I am.

And...

I just...

I just don't... I just don't think

that I could do that with you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I know that you wanted this to go a different way.

No, I, uh, I get it, yeah.

But, um...

Maybe one day?

Maybe one day.

But not now.

Right.

We're going to be okay.

Okay?

You are gonna be okay.

Hey, Jule.

Do you think we can meet up later?

There's something I want to tell you.