Matt huffed. “Intuition. Why is it that you women always have it. The bad part of it is, it always seems to turn out right!” Matt turned to Andrew. “So I guess you’re going to use this as an excuse to stay in and work, right buddy?” Matt chided.
“Can’t argue with a woman’s intuition, Matt,” Andrew smiled.
Matt silently mimicked what Andrew had just said and shrugged his shoulders. “Fine. But don’t come crying to me all boo hoo when you find yourself sitting in your house, all alone, with no place to go, and all of your friends are out enjoying themselves and having the time of their lives!”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say big fella. Go home, Matt. Come back tomorrow and we’ll all go out.”
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