

Their conversations are witty and ironic, they both hate sports, they dance together like fools, they happily dig deep into the nuances of crappy music, and they create an entire universe of private jokes and chemical bliss.īut when Max ghosts her, Nina is forced to deal with everything she’s been trying so hard to ignore: her father’s Alzheimer’s is getting worse, and so is her mother’s denial of it her editor hates her new book idea and her best friend from childhood is icing her out. But more surprising than anything else, Nina and Max have chemistry. Max is handsome and built like a lumberjack he has floppy blond hair and a stable job. And when she downloads a dating app, she does the seemingly impossible: She meets a great guy on her first date. She owns her own apartment, she’s about to publish her second book, she has a great relationship with her ex-boyfriend, and enough friends to keep her social calendar full and her hangovers plentiful. Nina Dean is not especially bothered that she’s single.
