money machines and pretty girls

You move to New York City. The city of dreams. The big apple. Whatever.

You meet an enticing and hilarious boy, your neighbor, Seth.

Your time with him is like a whirlwind and just so... unreal. He treats you like an absolute queen and you fall for him. Hard. You can't get enough of him.

Every moment without Seth Rogen is like a moment spent in the fiery pits of hell. It's unbearable. You crave his soft touch. The smell of his cheap cologne. His greasy hair. The lingering taste of fried squid on your tongue after kissing him.

Until one night you two go out to a graveyard to take pictures...