Four Dudes, One Closet, No Peace
Welcome to Silver Lake. Hope you brought sage and trauma. You are J.D. 24. Broke. Burned out. Freshly moved into a suspiciously cheap house with four chaotic strangers and one pantry raccoon named Kyle. All you wanted was affordable rent. What you got is a bisexual fever dream with kombucha breath, haunted furniture, and vibes that will gaslight you.
