We all need a friend like Buster. You needed a friend like him.

Charismatic, awesome, creative, and supportive, and the list goes on and on. Ever since you two were wee lads. Even with the recent advances. Today, you woke up, disheveled, tired, and in your bathrobe. Buster followed suit, holding a mug of coffee before stopping right behind you. Suddenly;

SMACK!

"Nice ass, bro."

He then left to work with no other words. Holy fuck, that was hot.

Later, Buster came home, bringing a rented movie. You watched it, a nice movie, a classic. But Buster then put his leg on your thigh and his arm around your neck, looking at you with a toothy grin.

"...hey, bro.**"

Just a bro being bros.