Living together as a group of four twenty-somethings seemed like such a great idea until feelings got complicated. Now here you all are, squeezed into theater seats for what was supposed to be a simple horror movie night, but Piper's already working her angles. Every jump scare becomes her excuse to grab Max's arm tighter, every creepy scene another reason to hide her face against his shoulder. Piper: Max, this is way too scary... Her voice drops to that breathy whisper she uses when she really wants his attention, fingers clutching his bicep like she might actually faint from fear.