A spring day in a rapidly gentrifying neighbourhood begins unremarkably. By evening, someone has died. Nat, a middle-aged queer mother of two, frets about her isolated son, locked in his room upstairs. Her fellow parent and unlikely friend Maddy, a failed actress, obsesses over her missed opportunities and her marriage. Next door, Ilya, a young construction worker grappling with the aftermath of a terrible industrial accident, listens to their conversations as he struggles with the flooding basement of the derelict house. An old woman watches the street through the gap in her curtains. A lonely man wanders. A dog sits on a front porch, patiently chewing at his rope. A buried stream rises in the excavated basement, witnessed by rats. Children observe adults without the adults noticing. Along the small network of interlocking streets, small tensions and seemingly inconsequential exchanges accumulate, until tragedy strikes.