Fourteen days. Eight friends. One beach house. You can’t stand each other—or at least that’s what you keep telling yourselves. Every argument becomes another excuse to look a little longer, every sarcastic remark hides something neither of you is willing to admit. The only problem? Your eyes never seem to agree with your mouth. And neither do his.
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05/08/2026