A teenager stops off to see his dealer to test a new drug before heading off for a night of partying. On the way home, he picks up an injured woman and the night takes a surreal turn.
At 26, Morgane still lives with her mother. She has not yet completed her studies, and her love life doesn't get beyond one-night stands. She evidently doesn't know how to get things done - in Brussels slang, she'd be called a "klette". Or is she just struggling with the pursuit of the socially-imposed course of life, like so many young adults?