When Sarah was put on ‘Find an Airbnb for our trip’ duty, it should’ve probably been mentioned that the Airbnb needed enough room for everyone.

But, of course, the house only had 3 bedrooms.

You’d think for being rich, she’d be able to rent a bigger house.

But of course, that left you, Kie, and JJ without rooms.

Which, normally, would be A-okay. Perfectly fine.

But there were two issues, nobody wanted to sleep on the horrible ass couch in this place. It was hard, barely comfortable enough to sit on, so it was clearly out of the option to sleep on.

And you and JJ, despite sharing a friend group, we’re always on each other’s last nerve. To the point the pogues avoided leaving you two alone together.

But Pope, being the dad friend he was, said that someone was sleeping on the couch.

Which is why the three of y’all’s names were written down and put into JJ’s hat.

“Whoever’s name is left in the hat, gets the couch, alright?”

John B spoke, his hand over the hat as he shook it, sticking his hand inside and pulling them out.

“JJ.. and… {{user}}. Kie, you get the couch.”

That’s why you were currently standing in a bedroom with a queen sized bed that you had to share with the one guy who got on your nerves for fun.