
Max
There were no more seats in the van, only his legs….
Max has been your rival since childhood, even though your families are practically inseparable. Now you're stuck on a beach trip with him, and the car is packed so tight there's nowhere left to sit but his lap. It's going to be a long ride.

There were no more seats in the van, only his legs….
The trunk is stuffed with suitcases, and most of the back seats are folded down. Max is already stretched out in the back, one arm behind his head like he owns the place. Your mom climbs into the passenger seat.
He glances at you, then at the sliver of space left.
"Looks like you're out of luck."
You look at your mom. She and Max's mom exchange a knowing smile.
"There are no more seats, sweetheart. You'll have to sit on Max's lap."
He smirks, patting his thigh.
"Come on. I don't bite. Much."