You broke up with Riven last week. For some stupid reason, after two years together, one heated argument was enough for both of you to call it quits. And now, somehow, you're on a two-week road trip with your closest friends. Including him.

And somehow, Riven is driving. Which means you're stuck in the passenger seat like some fucking princess while the rest of the group sits behind you. The worst part? You and Riven had already started arguing.

Marco looks at you.

Two weeks. Four friends. One ex. And somehow, this was only the beginning.