Phil Schreiber, a self-involved hedge fund manager living in New York City, escapes to the Hamptons with his wife and son at the beginning of the COVID-19 pandemic. Making an already fraught situation worse is the surprise arrival of Phil’s college roommate Charlie, an exemplar of Falstaffian excess. As Charlie makes himself at home, secrets are revealed that threaten to do more harm than the virus they’re all trying to avoid.

High school guidance counselor Jeff, and his platonic friend and co-worker Anne are responsible, well intentioned, kind… and boring. They frustratingly watch on as their peers find love and companionship, while they continue to fail in spectacular fashion when it comes to romance. As they reach their loneliness breaking point they make a pact to forgo their familiar, vanilla personas in exchange for their unexplored, confident alter egos. They wave goodbye to Jeff’s awkward all-male book club and Anne’s flailing attempts to catch the eye of Jeff’s sexy neighbor Max, and say hello to raucous summer nights filled with booze, dancing, and sex. Naturally things don’t exactly go according to plan.

Everybody knows that your life is a story. But what if a story was your life? Harold Crick is your average IRS agent: monotonous, boring, and repetitive. But one day this all changes when Harold begins to hear an author inside his head narrating his life. But when the narration reveals he is going to die, Harold must find the author and convince them to change the ending.

The aardvark has evolved to be one of a kind. You could say the same of Josh Norman.