Are you a good person, or do you just look like one? Whenever I say I was at university with Eve, people ask me what she was like, sceptical perhaps that she could have always been as whole and self-assured as she now appears. To which I say something like: ‘People are infinitely complex.’ But I say it in such a way-so pregnant with misanthropy-that it’s obvious I hate her. Michaela and Eve are two bright, bold women who befriend each other in their first year at a residential college at university, where they live in adjacent rooms. They could not be more different; one assured and popular-the other uncertain and eager-to-please. But something happens one night in O-week-a drunken encounter, a foggy memory that will force them to confront the realities of consent and wrestle with the dynamics of power.
