Nico hates Lewis. He hates him. Everyone knows that. But somewhere between hate and envy, the lines get blurry...

The night that started summer break was uncomfortably hot. Or maybe Nico and Lewis being forced to travel to and attend their friend's wedding both as best men made it uncomfortable, who knows. Nico was gripping the wheel like his life depended on it, glaring at Lewis as they drove through the belgian forest toward Venice. By car. Great.

And as if on cue, the car broke down...