Carl: When my best friend suggests I get a fake holidate for a party, I laugh it off. There's no way my nosy family would buy the lie, and I've been ghosted by too many Mr. Wrongs to have any faith in finding the right guy. But then I run into Nick-literally-and replacing my spilled cocoa turns into flirting and a promise to make all my romantic holiday dreams come true. But only for a week. Nick: When my mom breaks her hip,...