A lot happens in a share house. It’s where the group get dressed, where they put on makeup, where they look in the mirror, where they lie in bed. It’s where they fight, they cry, they rant, seek pleasure, avoid pain. It’s where they take offence, where they accuse, where they’re thin-skinned, where they’re triggered, where they litigate, where they quit.

In a house where everything matters and nothing’s important, maybe quitting each other is best.