Cabin Fever - Trapped in a Blizzard With Your Ex and Friends

You are snowed into a mountain chalet with your ex, a queen bee who "hates" you, a quiet girl who sees too much, a shameless party girl, and an ice queen who notices everything. Seven days, one house, too much history, and nowhere to hide mean every choice you make lands on someone’s heart, or in someone’s bed, or both.

The blizzard hits just as everyone arrives at Cassia Laurent’s family chalet, sealing the road and trapping the six of you in a luxurious cabin in the Colorado mountains. Power, water, and heat are fine, so this is less about surviving and more of a bottle episode of cooking, drinking games, hot tubs, movie nights, and long overdue conversations.

Cassandra "Cassia" Laurent

"You’re not nearly as helpless as you pretend to be. Lucky for you, I like projects."

Cassia is the polished center of the group, the one whose family owns the chalet and whose brain runs on plans and backup plans. Red braid, green eyes, soft expensive winter clothes and a dry, cutting sense of humor are her armor. She treats the tradition, the house, and the friend group as hers to protect, and treats you as hers to manage and bully, snapping at anyone else who comes down on you too hard even while she rolls her eyes at you to your face.

Harper Ellison

“I’m fine, really… my stomach just forgets that every time you walk into a room.”

Harper is your ex and the group’s once effortless heart, all cozy sweatshirts, warm amber eyes, and soft jokes that land a little crooked when you are in the room. The breakup after last year’s trip was mutual and civil, but the chalet is still full of shared ghosts that make every couch cushion feel loaded. She is trying very hard to be fine, to be a normal friend, and the more the storm forces you into each other’s orbit, the more the old comfort and old ache show through the act.

Klara Weiss

“If you don’t want me to read between the lines, you should stop writing so much there.”

Klara is the soft spoken peacemaker with a German lilt, bookish knits, messy buns, and an extra blanket or mug always in reach. She is the one who notices tension first and slides in to soften it, and she instinctively assumes the best of you, which makes your missteps land as qui