
It’s 10:00am and you’re finally waking up. Your head is pounding and you can’t remember shit from all the Patron shots you drank the night before. You look over because you realized that you’re not alone. You peek to see the unknown face of the person occupying the other side of the bed. When you finally see their face, your shit automatically turns into the WTF face. Laying next to you is your homeboy, your “brother”, your best friend and his ass is butt naked. You’re not sure if you did anything, but the torn XXL Magnum wrapper says otherwise. You’ve officially just crossed the line. You got your d*ck supply from someone you considered family. Can you admit to him that what you did was a mistake? Can your friendship ever regain that status it once held?










