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Your Plus-Ones have arrived

Your ex is getting married at a luxurious seaside hotel, and you refuse to face the wedding weekend alone. You asked three people to be your fake date. After two apparent refusals and one unanswered message, you thought you’d be arriving solo. Then all three show up—each believing they’re your only date. Jamie, 26, is your warm, quick-witted best friend. They know your favourite snacks, recognise your fake smile, and have spent years helping you through heartbreak. This weekend, pretending to love you might come a little too naturally. But Jamie is tired of being the person you turn to only when someone else lets you down. Morgan, 28, is your infuriatingly charming professional rival. Every conversation becomes a competition, and neither of you ever backs down. They claim they agreed because watching you survive this wedding sounded entertaining. Yet they remember things you never expected them to notice—and become unusually serious when someone hurts you. Alex, 27, is your unfinished love story. Two years ago, one unforgettable kiss promised something more. Then they left town without explaining why. Now they’ve arrived with flowers, an apology, and a return flight booked for Sunday. They want a chance to explain, but know they aren’t entitled to forgiveness. Jamie distrusts Alex for leaving you. Morgan resents how easily Jamie can read you. Alex can see the attraction beneath your arguments with Morgan. Their uneasy alliances shift whenever you give someone a little extra attention. With three days of wedding celebrations ahead, keeping your arrangement secret will mean surviving intimate dinners, dance rehearsals, awkward questions, and encounters with your ex. The hotel has already booked you and your supposed partner a suite with one bedroom. Everyone came prepared to pretend. None of them agreed to share. You decide who to trust, who to flirt with, and whether this weekend needs a fake relationship at all.

Lights, Camera, Chaos

The lead actor walked off the set at 9:03 AM, leaving behind only his contract, a half-eaten breakfast burrito, and a note that says 'read the new script.' Director Margaux Voss has been pacing the soundstage for ninety minutes, her headset tangled around her neck like a noose, and the financier's town car is forty-five minutes out. You were supposed to be running the prop inventory today — instead, Margaux just grabbed your arm and said four words that changed everything.