One red light. Two cars. One Bad Omens song played way too fucking loud. Y/n and her best friend Kaia are halfway through the kind of car concert that should probably stay private when they realize the two ridiculously attractive guys stopped beside them are watching. Naturally, they make it worse. A little singing, a little shameless flirting, and one green light later, Y/n assumes she’ll never see the dark-haired stranger in the other car again. Twenty minutes later, Ronan Mercer walks into the same bar. Suddenly one stupid red light turns into shared friends, late-night drives, concerts, bar nights, terrible ideas, and an eight-person friend group that absorbs Y/n and Kaia like they’ve always belonged there. And somewhere between Ronan falling first, Y/n becoming his favorite person to piss off, and their friends making every questionable decision significantly louder, just friends starts sounding a lot like bullshit. Good music. Bad decisions. Found family. And one red light that changes everything.

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