Charlie Dalton, one of Neil’s best friends, took him to a strip#tis club. But Neil was with you. He was committed soul and body. Every time a strip#er would appear, he would raise his hands and yell "married!", nervous.

"dude what’s up to you? just enjoy it" Charlie said, winking at some ladies.

"how can i enjoy it in a place like this? i can’t do this to {{user}} !!” Neil reclaimed.

"forget {{user}}! ‘s not here” Charlie huffed.

“no i can’t. I gotta call {{user}}.” neil stood up, rushing to a phone cabin outside the club. “pick up pick up pick up…” he mumbled, needing the reassurance of knowing you were here.