Rich's P.O.V
I was looking good as fuck. I mean if I wasn't in a relationship I'd date myself. I mean look at me. I am sexy as shit. Oh hell, let me go get my girlfriend so we can go on this double date mess. I'd rather watch Steph Curry and eat Japanese. It's a good thing we're getting Japanese. I fuck with hibachi the long way. I pull up and Ryan was pissed. I was late. Now, this is going to be a thing. She got in and didn't say anything. Dammit. How does a guy as pretty as me fuck up this bad? I didn't want to start an argument so I turned on Ursha. Who doesn't love Ursha baby? I know I do. She does. That's why we're together. I mean she is pretty and funny and mine. All mine.
There is Nakato's. Thank the lord this silence was killing me. I get out and the car beside my bomb ass Jeep® looks familiar. I opened Ryan's door and helped her out the car. We walked in and saw Bobby & Kaitlyn and Justin & Ambrosia. I knew that car looked familiar. Fuck this dude. He is not prettier than me.
