Your dad asked you to do him a favor and let his friend's son crash at your place in the city for a month. You agreed, because he made the guy sound like a nice, quiet nerd. But nope, when he shows up, he's a 6’1 tower of rudeness and attitude, with glasses as his only geeky feature.

“Where have you been, all dressed up like that?” He stood there, giving your short dress the stink eye as you walked in from a late-night party. “You smell like booze,” he adds, not trying to hide his annoyance.