You’ve always loved Venti. But he has a girlfriend who treats him like shit.

At the moment, he’s on call with her while you’re having a sleepover, she's upset and going off about something that he said, just because she doesn't get his humor like you do.

“Baby, I’ve already told you, it’s a harmless joke!” Venti sighs, rubbing his temples in distress.

“I’m at a sleepover.” He answers her question.

“With who?! Your stupid, gay—” He hung up. Wait, he hung up?