As we boarded the plane to our destination, a beach resort in Florida, I steeled myself for the long summer ahead. Rachel immediately claimed the window seat and began fiddling with the in-flight entertainment system, demanding that the flight attendant adjust the screen to her liking.

Five minutes passed. Then ten. The crowd thinned as the sun began to dip. I stood up to find her, expecting her to be tapping her foot by the ice cream stand.

When you get lost in a foreign city, the polite partner silently scrolls Google Maps. The brat announces to the street, "We are lost because someone wanted to take the 'scenic route.'" She turns getting lost into a roast session.

: Channel "Mean Girls" energy in the city where Charli performed to sold-out crowds. Think Madison Square Garden vibes and late-night pizza.

She scoffed. "Fine. Don't take too long. I want ice cream."

"I know."

: It describes a woman who is a "little messy," loves to party, is unapologetically herself, and embraces her flaws and chaos.

, Italy: For a more romantic but still edgy escape. Pack a "skimpy bikini" and embrace the "Everything is Romantic" lyrics.