This reads like red-pill erotica. Homeboy puts way more effort into seeking male validation than he does into behaving like a decent human: “Look, guys. I can afford a 38oz porterhouse at a Michelin-star restaurant. I’m so alpha I ordered her food for her. Other men gave me fist bumps! Aren’t I cool?” Has somebody graduated from Andrew Tate’s Online Finishing School for Very Secure Men? Cute. 🙄 Here’s to the parents raising sons to understand that manhood is character, not performance art for other men. You disagree with the woman? Fine. Drive her home. Tell her respectfully why you won’t be calling again. A gentleman doesn’t need an audience to be one. He also doesn’t need to fabricate stories that never happened.