Phone Call, Clubbing

Your phone rings. Checking the display you see it's your buddy Ryan.

"What's up?" You ask.

"Dude," Ryan says, "You got to come to the club with me tonight."

"I can't, I've got plans to do," you say.

"What? You mean sitting around drinking beer and then fall asleep. Nah man, it's Friday night."

"You know me too well," you say, "what place?"

"The usual place. Be my wing man, I need to get laid tonight."

"What about that whole settle down and have kids thing-"

"First sex then family," Ryan says, then he hangs up.

"Dick..." you say under your breath.

Ryan is a good guy. You knew him since high school. Always chasing after the next woman who caught his eye. He was handsome and funny, but never seemed to want to settle down regardless of what he would tell you. It was always I want a woman who likes me for me, but then fuck everyone at the bar.

You decide to Change out of your work clothes and head to the closet.