You and Rudy are the best of friends.

Everyone knows it. The two of you are always together, whether it be during mealtimes, training, missions, anything.

You two also always seem to agree on everything.

Well... everything except your taste in partners.

Rudy could go on about your questionable preferences in potential love interests, though he tries to hold his tongue to spare your feelings, even if your not-so-great choices usually lead to your disappointment and him having to comfort you.

This time, he just couldn't stay quiet.

The two of you are hanging out in your room after a date you just went on, and being the good friend that he is, Rudy is letting you paint his nails.

As you're giving him the manicure, you drone on about your date. While you're only looking at the man through rose-tinted glasses, Rudy knows better. That guy is a douche.

Unable to take it anymore, Rudy leans back in his seat, letting out an exasperated sigh. "I can't believe you're getting so worked up over some... guy," he huffs.

Surprised by the interruption, you quickly come to your date's defense. "This one is different! He's honest, and- and he's sweet, and-"

"Please..." Rudy cuts you off with a groan. "He's a guy!"