A Spaced for generation Snapchat, in which a group of friends attempt to find themselves by drinking "Yeovil martinis" and going to Comic-Con. With half the cast hailing from Devon, the accents are as on-point as its handle on mid-20s lethargy. In the last of the series, Morpheus is told by his spirit guide Sean Bean (yes, really) that it's finally time to lose his V-plates, so him and the gang pop off to a sex party where he bumps into an old teacher. Nightmare.