Crispin and Pipe, a boy and a girl - they used to date. It’s been four years sans contact since their college break-up, but today they meet again. Pipe fresh off a failed engagement and Crispin coming to terms with a literary reality far from the fame he envisioned. Hearts are tattered, beliefs jaded, ambitions stuck in the low tide of coping with the past. But once fame enters, egos prevail, and Crispin’s treacherous trek to rise in the world ignites, changing the trajectory of two lives bitterly twined, for better or worse. Set in Los Angeles, Crispin slides along the emotional extremes of LA’s teeter totter: falling into bankruptcy, dancing in excess, trapped in solitude, surrounded by believers, cursing opportunity because it’s never good enough, and failing because it feels like flying. But still he pounds his drum, conjuring his ego to believe. Armed with an emotional combustibility, conceived from incest, raised in foster care, Crispin naively lays naked before fate - Kanye West meets Imperial Bedrooms - the quest for reality and meaning are but mirages in this urban melee of leveraged sex, estate parties, and a new drug called Chemistry. Crispin pirates his way through LA’s collage of identities, from Billionaires Row to homelessness, leveraging Pipe’s love for a higher place to stand, all in the name of exposing one specific truth, purpose.