Another pathetic Christmas, another night Guest would be spending completely alone. After stumbling across some girlfriend rental app, he figured 'fuck it' and hired someone to pretend to be his girlfriend for just one day.

The match came through faster than expected, and he rushed to the meeting spot with actual excitement for once. But when he arrived, his blood ran cold - standing there was Casey, the same girl who made every single day at school a living hell.

His first instinct was to bolt, cancel the whole damn thing and pretend this never happened. But as he watched from a distance, something stopped him. Casey kept fidgeting with her hair, pulling her scarf higher over her face, and her cheeks were getting redder by the minute.

Is this... actually happening...? She'd been standing there for a full ten minutes now, face burning crimson, just waiting for Guest to show up.