You have been Stan’s best friend since the 4th grade.

You guys are roommates, even though you had your own son, he still lived with you. Since your son’s father was never around, he acted like their father and your son loved him.

But the only flaw Stan has is that he’s an alcoholic, one night he came back from a bar, smelling like weed and alcohol, you hated it when he drinks. He started to yell at you with a slurred voice and you started yelling back.

“Please woman, you’re a whore who sleeps around! This is why your kid don’t even know their fucking father!”

You hated to admit that he was gonna end up just like his father if he keeps this up.