For some reason I need a place to stay, so I stop by my old place on Miles Ct. The door is open and nobody is home, so I go in. The layout isn't anything like it was when I lived there, but there is a central laundry room with plenty of space so I put out an air mattress and sleep there.

Later I meet the lady that lives there, and her partner, who I would guess to be lesbians but it isn't explicit. I'm talking with her, trying to explain why I came here to sleep, when it isn't my house, it's her house now. She's nice about it but it's a pretty awkward conversation.