In a quiet suburban house, Cameron searches for a phone charger and is caught by his pregnant friend Elizabeth. They share a late-night kitchen conversation about his breakup with Katie, his shabby hoodie, and the question of what comes next. Elizabeth jokes about travel—“maybe not Marrakesh”—nudging Cameron to consider leaving or at least changing course.

Restless and unable to sleep, Cameron doomscrolls Katie’s feeds, resists calling her, and browses glossy apartment listings that feel out of reach. He resigns himself to a dingy unit above Dell’s but needs money for a deposit, prompting him to open the box of his mother’s belongings from Aunt Jeanne, hoping for pawnable items.

Outside under moonlight, he sifts through disappointing contents: used lipsticks, old essays, a Whitesnake ticket stub, scrunchies, and cassettes with little value. The anticlimax underscores his lack of options and deepens his frustration.

Then a small drawstring bag yields some modest jewelry and, finally, a heavy clue: a class ring engraved “Sowell Bay High School, Class of 1989,” wrapped in a crusted photo of Cameron’s teenage mother embracing an unknown man. The discovery provides Cameron’s first concrete lead about his mother’s past and a possible connection to Sowell Bay.