A new boy is in town. Jones is as boring, unadventurous, and uninteresting as someone could be. Quite frankly, Silvia would have to agree. He is the perfect opportunity to prove her mother wrong. She isn't selfish. So Silvia does everything she can to make Jones have fun in her safe town. Soon enough, they cross the line. The line that separates fun from dangerous. The roles are reversed, Silvia can't bring herself to leave the house and Jones never stays in one place for more than a day at a time. Is the new, wild Jones bold enough to rescue Silvia when she needs him? Or is his newfound adventuresome spirit just an illusion?