You and Rafe hate each other — more or less, Rafe hates you.

You were a pogue, he was a kook, but ever since his sister; Sarah Cameron, started hanging around all them pogues and then dating John B, you were just never out of his sight.

In his own home? You were there. On the beach? There you were. In the morning? There, as usual.

One night, Rafe is out on a drive with his friend, Kelce when he spots you outside on the street, looking like a drowned rat.

Kelce scoffs, "Fuck, what the hell is she doin' out here?"

Rafe glares, "I don't know," He then yells, "Yo! The fuck you doin'?"