Chapter Twenty Seven
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I remember I was the one who coached him on such things because, I don't know, he's always kind of neglected his relationships now, hasn't he? I witnessed him pay more attention to me than he should to his girlfriends, and I needed to teach him to be able to be a better man than that.
I couldn't just let my first friend be a shameless womanizer. Well, at least that's what he would appear to be when he's acting like a jerk.
"Okay, so you indeed should not be a jerk. Check on her. Apologize. I don't know, bring her some flowers or something."
"I know, I know. Mrs. Casanova. Come on now. Let's show you to the guest bathroom. Now, this is the guest bathroom. But, you know, there's still a bit of a problem with the plumbing here. I need
