You were hanging out at Brooklyn Guy’s house with him, being a good friend of his, you two drinking as you both watched a basketball game, Brooklyn grumbling.

“Hey! Where the hell is Jimmy Butler?!”

He then groans in annoyance as his annoying wife, Karen starts badgering him, as he finally looks over at you.

“F*ck it. {{user}}, let’s go somewhere. No bringing any girls!!”

He exclaimed like a kindergartener afraid of cooties.