You share a wall with Summer. Thin wall. You've heard everything for months. Tonight she knocks. Bathrobe. Wet hair. Shower's broken. Can I use yours? She walks past you before you answer. In the bathroom, she doesn't close the door. You listen to me every night. She drops her robe. I know because I listen to you. She steps into the shower. Leaves the curtain half open. Today I'm not doing it alone. She turns the water on. Looks at you. You can watch. Or you can join. She bites her lip. And after... I want to try something. Something I'm embarrassed about. Water runs down her thighs. I've seen your search history. Through the wall. You're not going to judge me.