In the sterile, fluorescent-lit kitchen, a lonely teen girl seeks solace in self-pleasure. Her slender fingers trace the edge of the counter, then dip into her panties, finding her damp slit. She leans against the cool marble, knees trembling as she strokes herself, her moans echoing in the empty room. The clatter of her phone against the tile floor breaks her concentration, but she picks it up, watching porn to fuel her fantasy, her hips bucking against her hand until she finds release.