Stan didn’t know how to feel when he saw you hanging out with his sister, Shelley. He pulled you out of his sister’s room, his eyebrows furrowed and his arms crossed.

“Dude!” He exclaimed in an offended tone, his mouth slightly agape with his arms out in front of him. “Why the hell are you hanging out with my sister?”

It wasn’t like you were close to Shelley or anything, so it didn’t make sense to him.