Ergebnis für "The DoOver" in Literatur & Belletristik

Perci hat es nicht leicht: Erst wird sie von ihrem Ex auf die denkbar demütigendste Weise abserviert (Zu Silvester! Live im Radio!), dann mischt sich ihre übergriffige Mutter in ihr Liebesleben ein. Um sie sich vom Leibe zu halten, erfindet Perci einen Fake-Boyfriend, dem sie dummerweise den Namen ihres Nachbarn gibt. Ihres sehr, sehr heißen Nachbarn. Der keine Ahnung hat, dass er Perci angeblich datet. Was könnte da schon schiefgehen?

I'm not too proud to admit that finding Mr. Right involves swiping right. Right? Welcome to dating in avocado toastland. Here I am, on my first blind date, ever, courtesy of a smartphone app and my two annoying best friends. So what is Chris "Fletch" Fletcher doing, walking across the room, looking at his phone like he's pattern matching a picture to find a real person he's never met before? Oh. Oh, no. The guy I drop-kicked in seventh grade cannot be my blind date. The guy who earned me this infernal nickname.

His life in utter ruins after a shameful loss, the hare connives the tortoise into a rematch.

When I was young and impulsive (okay, it was only five years ago, alright?) I let my boyfriend take, let's just say...compromising pictures of me. (Shut up. It made sense at the time.) Surprise! The sleazy back-stabbing jerk posted them on a website and, well, you can guess what happened. I’m a meme. Now I get tagged on social media whenever anyone shares them. You try getting a thousand notifications a day, all of them pictures of your tatas. It’s time for revenge. But how do you get embarrassingly intimate pictures of your jerkface ex who double-crossed you five years ago?