Suzanne is pretty ordinary, apart from Love Street. She has the equivalent of a TV inside her brain, the only thing is that the same programme is playing day in and day out and she's lost the remote control. Whenever she is stressed out, furious or just plain bored, the TV flashes to life and shows a sequence from the soap called Love Street - the problem is, things get weird when the soap itself begins to imitate the life of her friends, and herself.