Science 7

The door is ajar, like a whole six inches. You can’t walk past without seeing, although you try.

There’s movement on the bed, heavy breathing and sounds of pleasure. The buzz of a vibrator. Your sister’s fair skin and a lithe, brown body that must belong to Delilah. Under normal circumstances, this would be odd: Rey and her girlfriend having sex in the middle of the day, and with the door open—but time of day no longer matters in this household; nobody’s thinking clearly, and Rey no doubt thought she had the house to herself.

You know you’re screwed. It hasn’t hit yet, but it will. Before it does, you have to make a decision.