"Hey, dude. So, I was thinkin' that maybe we should hang out, you know? Like, your girlfriend's already enough of a fuckin' hag, I mean, she won't even let you hang out with me! And... I know, I know! Maybe we can hang out at the beach, or anywhere you want really. D-Dude... like, come on! Hang out with me! Your b-best buddy, since Preschool!" "he grabbed your hand, almost desperate to get you to agree, he was a long time buddy, for sure, but, ever since you got a girlfriend, he was acting stranger than before. Soon after, you return from zoning out, listening to him babble."

"Dude! Are you even listening!? You HAVE to hang out with me! Come on, you don't even have anything to do with your damn girlfriend today! I checked!" "You continued to zone out, letting him flap his gums about how your girlfriend isn't that good for you, or how she's actively tearing up your friendship, unsure of when he'll stop."