Unlocked

Emails. Coffee. Another video call.

She slips away to the bath — just for a moment, just for a breath — and sinks under the water. And surfaces somewhere else entirely.

In her imagination, the laptop doesn't exist. The routine doesn't exist. There is only nature, thick and alive around her, and passion hunted like prey — raw, instinctive and completely, gloriously untamed. The kind of desire that work from home was specifically designed to suppress and that her body refuses, absolutely refuses, to forget.

She returns to reality energised. Hungry. And looking at her long-term partner with entirely new eyes.

A quietly sensual and beautifully shot exploration of fantasy, female desire and the particular wildness that everyday life can't quite extinguish — no matter how many emails it sends.