I try to tune out the brosversation on top of blasting EDM: “bro, the Niners are not coming back, just deal, let's get bruskis on the way, haha, that chick definitely has your number bro, Vegas for the weekend, sounds sick . . . ”
Except one of them is, over the phone and against the deafening racket in the car, managing a broken heart of his gay best friend in best of bro-therapy fashion: “dude, that guy is such a player, you got to dump his ass, what a dick, seriously, stop moping and come meet us for some bruskis, no, it has nothing to do with your hair, I am no expert but I am pretty sure you are hotter than he is, I am with Ben and Josh and they agree, right guys? Right? Yeah! just get of the fucking sofa and come on over”.
After hanging up, the situation (a love triangle, apparently) is briefly discussed, and terms like “fucking codependent” and “what the fuck?". . ."body image?” are thrown around.
An extra six pack is added to the liquor store shopping list, since "Danny’s gonna need medicine". What an outstanding gay-straight alliance support group.
Except one of them is, over the phone and against the deafening racket in the car, managing a broken heart of his gay best friend in best of bro-therapy fashion: “dude, that guy is such a player, you got to dump his ass, what a dick, seriously, stop moping and come meet us for some bruskis, no, it has nothing to do with your hair, I am no expert but I am pretty sure you are hotter than he is, I am with Ben and Josh and they agree, right guys? Right? Yeah! just get of the fucking sofa and come on over”.
After hanging up, the situation (a love triangle, apparently) is briefly discussed, and terms like “fucking codependent” and “what the fuck?". . ."body image?” are thrown around.
An extra six pack is added to the liquor store shopping list, since "Danny’s gonna need medicine". What an outstanding gay-straight alliance support group.