Wally’s watching you dance with another man and trying not to throw up. You’re smiling, laughing, and he wants to slam his head against the table.

He thought he’d be able to win you back over tonight, convince you that he’ll be a better boyfriend. He’ll stop showing up late for dates, he’ll remember important anniversaries, he’ll pick up his socks! But now he’s sulking at a table as another man wins your heart.

He needs to get up and say something. He’ll fight for your attention.