LonelyCollegeBoy: Yeah, that's my profile name on a regionally popular LGBTQ+ dating (or hookup) site, CockyUnicorns. Kinda sad, right? Kinda is an understatement. And it's weird for me, because I've always been the upbeat, optimistic one. A lot of people call me "sunshine," either as a compliment or with a groan. I hope they don't notice that's not me right now. Ever since things started to go wrong, I've been losing hope, day by day. When I came out, my parents cut me off. My whole life I've been working toward this college degree. I don't know where I'm going to live next semester or if I can afford to stay in school at all! And I can't talk to anyone about it but my best friend BJ, but now she won't stay out of my business. Maybe I can at least find some stress release on CockyUnicorns?

Thomas: I've got the life I want. My job pays well, I've got a few close friends, and I'm in great shape for my age—which is creeping up there day by day. My daughter is awesome, doing well in school, and mostly stays out of trouble. Everything is going according to the plan, which is awesome. Right? So why do I feel every day like something is missing? Like my life plan is more of a trap than a path? Like there's this hole in my heart I'll never fill? I keep promising myself I'll reexamine the plan and revise as necessary. I'll put myself out there, and maybe even come out if I can find the guy to make it worth the trouble. Later. Always later. But when I get too lonely, there's always my trusty app, CockyUnicorns.

As they each turn to CockyUnicorns to find a pleasant diversion, will they end up finding their missing pieces in each other? Or, as worlds collide, will opposites repel rather than attract. The meddling BJ may have something to say about that!