When Remory meets Eli, a skinny, weird, yet totally charming guy at a movie that she doesn't even want to go to, his eagerness to get to know her intrigues Remy. He likes skittles and Forrest Gump, while she likes pens and The Rocky Horror Picture Show. With two totally different outlooks on life, they somehow understand each other in a way that no one could ever comprehend. Then there's romance. A totally unethical, bizarre, and ultimately quite unruly topic that nobody understands; especially Eli and Remory. Both having pasts of failed and miserable relationships (and not just the nauseating, romantic ones,) they somehow find a way to get around it... or at lest they think they do. That's when they both realize... Romance Sucks. #BREAKSTEREOTYPES P.S. There's a lot of foul language. Like, a fucking shitton. P.P.S. There's also underage drinking. P.P.P.S. And mental illness (psychotic disorders and depression). I will put a trigger warning before these chapters.