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Y/N agreed to spend Thanksgiving in a cabin with his friends. Friends. As in, people who supposedly liked him. Unfortunately, the guest list includes his ex-girlfriend, her suspiciously attentive “best friend,” the girl he’s been seeing lately, a professional mean girl with a camera roll full of evidence, and approximately seven people who should not be trusted around tequila. There’s also enough food to feed a small village, enough alcohol to compromise everyone’s judgment, and enough unresolved sexual tension to set the entire property on fire. The plan? Eat turkey. Play games. Make memories. The reality? Old hookups resurfacing, secrets getting exposed, couples imploding, and Y/N discovering that his breakup apparently had an entire extended universe he was never informed about. Eight people. One cabin. Three days. And a narrator who would like to formally apologize to absolutely nobody. Happy Friendsgiving. Try not to ruin each other’s lives before dessert.