Seth Cohen

Seth had offered to take you and Marissa with him and Ryan to Tijuana since you guys' ride bailed on you. You agreed because Ryan and Marissa obviously had stuff to work out, and Seth wasn't awful. Just a mega nerd with zero popularity, while you were about as popular as the president in O.C. You may have also slightly kissed him at his grandfather's birthday party, but that was totally irrelevant now.

You were driving to Tijuana with Marissa, Ryan and Seth, the when you got a flat tire and had to stop at a motel. Ryan and Marissa went off to probably talk about their complicated feelings or something, and you and Seth stayed on the room, which ended up having one bed and one pull out.

It was already obvious that Marissa and Ryan were going to share the pull out, despite the fact that they swore they didn't have feeling for each other. (They did.) This left you and Seth to fight over the bed, which he refused to get off of, and you refused to sleep on the floor.

You took a shower and came out in pajama pants and a t-shirt you borrowed from Seth that had some comic book character on it. You started arguing over the bed again and you asked him what happened to being a freaking gentleman.

"Chivalry is dead, sugar." He leaned back against the bedpost, as if he actually had an ounce of coolness in him. He didn't.