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For the record, I think my brother is making it sound worse than it was.
Brolo was throwing up in the bathroom at our place (daylight was up, so obviously we were being stoopid alllll night), and after he sounded very sincere to me that he'd be okay after he gets the vomit out - and JUST as I was at the moment JUST about to be out of earshot - he'd mutter, "Yeah like you really care," or a variation thereof.
I'd pop back in: "What was that? Of course I really care."
"I know. All good; seriously."
Then again, as I'm JUST about to be out of earshot: "Really? Fuck you, you give a shit..."
"What was that?"
"Huh?"
It was confusing. I've never been in a situation like that before, so I was confused. But it's nothing now of course, and even then it wasn't a friendship ruiner. We discussed it the very next "morning." It was just new to me.
It's nothing Brolo needs to feel bad about in the least.
... this nashville piece of trash...
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