Making Waves
Penn
I’m the wild friend. The social butterfly who always knows where the party is (hint: it’s usually at my place). After getting my heart stomped on, I end up with a pair of non-refundable tickets for a super-luxurious cruise vacation. The thought of going solo makes me want to puke, but the only person available to come with me is the one guy who’s completely unimpressed by my trust-fund lifestyle and wild antics.
Hunter
Penn and I have nothing in common. The guy’s never even had a job, while my career is one of my top priorities. He’s into glitzy parties, designer clothes, and fancy cars, while I’m more comfortable behind my keyboard writing code or hitting the neighborhood pub with our friends for a beer. Sharing a room with the guy for an entire week is going to be one helluva challenge.
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