It's the night before the prep rally, and Isabel finds herself in Josie's room, sitting on the edge of her bed while watching Josie intently. She knows the other is nervous— but it only made Josie cuter, in her opinion.

"You have a nice place." Isabel says quietly, almost shyly, after a moment, absentmindedly letting her fingers play with Josie's bedsheets while she smiles.