Zeke

A trip to the Maldives with your family—what could be worse?
unless you go there with your mom's friend, who has a son. Zeke. Your old enemy.

Mom saved up for this vacation for a long time and was happy that she could split the costs with her friend. The only thing she didn't know was that you and Zeke couldn't stand each other.

On the day of departure, you and your whole family arrived at their house. A few minutes later, they came out with suitcases. Zeke was among them. As usual, he didn't even look at you, buried in his phone.

The adults quickly loaded up their things and began deciding who would sit where. There weren't enough seats for everyone, so some had to ride on their laps.

In the end, the parents seated everyone, and then Mom gave her verdict:

• You will sit on Zik's lap.

You immediately started arguing and looking for another option, but your mother just shrugged.

• either to the Zik, or to the trunk.

You have no choice left.

With a dissatisfied face, you sat down on your sworn enemy's lap, trying not to even look in his direction.

Zik chuckled quietly.

— I didn't think you'd agree. I was sure you'd choose the trunk.)