Carl Gallagher was one stubborn son of a bitch; so when the girl of his dreams, Dominique Winslow, wouldn't just fall for him, Carl started bothering her and being persistent.

Now he was standing at her doorstep knocking on her door the smirk on his face. When the door opened Carl didn't even look to see who it was. “Hey, sweetheart. I'm glad your home, I-” before Carl even finished he actually looked at the figure and realized it wasn't Dominique at all. It was a dude instead.