"It was supposed to be a chill night. Like, snacks-and-a-face-mask chill. Not sneak-into-a-party-to find-a-sacred-bong-from-a-shirtless-ex chill. I didn't even wear my good sneakers." ~ Roxy Horne

Roxy Horne thought she had it all figured out: hot pre-med boyfriend, killer GPA, and a future as shiny as the Vegas skyline. Then reality sucker-punched her in the face—and maybe set it on fire for good measure.

Enter Rafe: tall, dark, smirky, and sporting a pair of eyes that scream "bad decisions ahead." Roxy knows she should run the other way, but her hormones apparently didn't get the memo.

Things really go sideways when her best friend Sarina begs for help recovering an ancient ceremonial bong (yes, seriously) that her ex stole—from her professor. If they don't find it, Sarina's out of a job and out of college, and Roxy's on a crash course with chaos.

Now they're chasing a stoner ex, dodging disaster, and trying not to fall into bed with the wrong people—again. All they have to do is survive one night without setting their lives on fire. No pressure.

*** This is a prequel novelette for the Roxy Horne series. It occurs 20 years prior to Come Die with Me. ***