Sage Callahan should earn a trophy for his problem-avoiding skills. Never-endind pain from a chronic illness? Can't feel the it when you're high off your ass. Emotional vulnerability? Nope, he's too busy flirting with some freshman in a crop top. From vodka-fueled nights to hookups he won't remember (and probably shouldn't), Sage has made running from reality an art form. But the cracks are beginning to show, and guess who sees them? His best friend, Jerome Johnson, A.K.A. JJ. JJ has been Sage's emotional support blanket for years. JJ is equal parts ride-or-die for the people he loves and hopeless romantic. He's been clinging to Sage like a lovesick puppy, waiting for the moment when Sage might finally pull his head out of his ass, and quit running from all of his problems. Then one night Sage has a moment of clarity (possibly sober, possibly not), and suddenly, he's seeing JJ in a whole new light. Turns out, love might have been right there in his own living room-probably holding a takeout container and an emesis bag.