Very supportive GF fake yells at you that she’ll kill you if you hang out with the boys

“Then I shall die as one of them”

I feel like forehead kisses are like ass slapping in a locker room. Maybe we don’t get too carried away is all I’m saying.

The fellowship are such good role models for non toxic masculinity. Almost all of them sing, some write poetry, all share their thoughts and feelings with each other without a second thought.

So, was there ever a follow-up on how his trip with the boys went?