In these well-lubricated short films, water (or lack thereof) becomes a slippery conduit for queer intimacies, from stolen glances between laundry cycles to sweaty embraces amid a deadly drought. Across oceans, bathtubs, and bottles of mysterious yellow liquid, bodies of water big and small ignite fantasy and fear alike. Staying afloat in rough seas is no easy feat, but having a crush might just make it worth the ride.