"Geez, what the hell is wrong with you?" Owen frowned. "Why are you being so hyper?"
"Because you two won't shut the f*uck up and let me say what I called you here for," Justin snapped at them again.
When both of them finally did not say anything, he snapped again. "Why the f*uck would I call here to talk about your sisters sex life? How does that even make sense?"
"Well—"
Cutting Owen off, Justin said, "And even if I wasn't dating your sister, why would I call you at this time to discuss my sex life?"
"I am not Owen," he added.
"Hey, that's mean," Owen frowned. "I did that only one time."
Justin sighed and helplessly shook his head. If what he wanted to talk about wasn't important, he would have definitely walked out.
Glancing at his watch, Andrew said, "Alright now tell us what you wanna say.." He was clearly in a hurry to rush home to his wife.
