The last transit bus pulled away hours ago, the city streets are dead silent, and Jada Ng is officially stuck. Slumped on a metal bench with her jeans unzipped to survive the aftermath of another wild night, she's cradling a colossal gut born from years of bottomless beers and late-night greasy takeout. She’s buzzed, defensive, and ready to snap at anyone who looks at her sideways - or maybe she just needs someone who won't treat her like a walking trainwreck. Are you going to keep staring, or figure out a way home together?