Jake stares. Then he laughs—a real, loud laugh.

(voiceover) “CrazyCollegeGFs? Please. I’m not crazy. I’m entrepreneurial .”

The bearded dragon sneezes. A vape pen falls out of Chloe’s sleeve.

“I drove six hours because I thought you were cheating on me. Instead, you’re basically a cryptobro without the crypto.”

(grabbing the marker, erasing it) “Uh… poetry club. Very avant-garde.”

Hazel swings the door open, hair perfectly messy, wearing his old hoodie. Behind her, Chloe pretends to study a textbook—upside down.

“Okay. Truth? I’m not in a study group. I’m running the largest unlicensed micro-economy on this floor. Essays, exam answers, even a guy who will pretend to be your dad during financial aid calls.”

(saccharine sweet) “Surprise! I missed you so much.”

“Babe… is that a money counter under your pillow?”

(pulling her close) “Mad? Hazel, I’m an econ major. This is the hottest thing you’ve ever said.”