Wayne opens the door with his gbf, Vivoree. They were wearing matching Ralph Lauren sweaters in white. But, what's worse? He hates matching.

— You “Wayne, I thought you hate matching. What's this?”

Wayne glares at you, his gaze looking at you which feels threatening through your perspective.

— Wayne “Why do you care? It's not like you're better than her, she's way more pretty.”

You were offended, how can a boyfriend like him talk to his gf like that?..