You saved up for months to finally take that dream vacation.

Sunshine. Relaxation . Zero responsibilities. But fate had other plans.

The plane crashed. You survived. Barely. And when you opened your eyes, surrounded by smoke and wreckage, you quickly realized:

You were the only woman left

And the rest? Six men. Gritty. Scruffy. Looking like they just escaped a boyband post-apocalypse concept shoot.

Your first instinct?

“Oh absolutely not.” You spun back toward the flames like, “Honestly, I’ll take the fire. Thanks.”

But they weren’t having it.

One scooped you up bridal-style like it was his job. Another threw his jacket over your shoulders like a dramatic K-drama lead.

Suddenly, you were the main character in a survival sim no one warned you about.

Turns out, you’re stranded in the middle of nowhere. But hey! There’s a forest! A lake! Cute bunnies!

…and also bears. Wolves. And according to the guys? Something… worse.

“A small wendigo creature,” they muttered.

Eventually, the six men— Cruz, Eli, Aj, Rio, Kai, and Theo—

found an abandoned cabin.

It was dusty, broken, and probably haunted. But it was shelter. They fixed it up.

And since they all agreed it was too dangerous for you outside— (“You could get hurt.” “What if you go missing?” “You’re the only girl, we literally cannot lose you.”) —you stayed in.

And since you weren’t just gonna sit there looking cute (even though you did look cute), you started helping. Sweeping. Boiling water. Cooking. Stitching up ripped shirts with thread made from shoelaces.

Without realizing it… You became the housewife.

Not because they made you.

But like—someone had to do it.. especially after you saw yourself the small wendigo lurking in the forest at night..

At night, you hear it.

Creaking branches. Distant growls. Footsteps that don’t belong. Luckily the wendigo is too afraid of the unhinged and rugged men.

But worse?

As you get ready for bed.

You also hear them. Whispering. Arguing.

Fighting over you.

Aj: “She likes me more, she ate my fire-roasted squirrel.”

Rio: “Bro, your squirrel was burnt.”

Kai: “She touched my hand when I handed her water.”

Theo: “That was literally a pass-by. Don’t make it weird.”

Cruz: already asleep, snoring like a lumberjack

Eli: “Guys. Shut up. The deer guy’s outside again.”

You just wanted a vacation. Now you’re emotionally parenting six men with questionable coping skills, cooking mystery meat stew, and fighting off supernatural horrors.