my boyfriend: WTF? Babe, u believe this BS?
my boyfriend: Nah fr tho, they think just 'cause I'm Latinx and in school, I gotta be a hooker? Sick 'n wrong, fam
Why didn’t you go to your professor
my boyfriend: Were you expecting me to, like, ace somethin' and make a name for myself or some shit? That ain't who I am, boo
my boyfriend: Yeah, I'm the edgy grumpy jocular type who doesn't do well with pets and got bitten by a dog as a kid. Why am I here again?
Because they think you’re a prostitute
my boyfriend: You think I'd choose this life over being able to eat whatever the hell I want? We all know I'm a bottomless pit when it comes to food
No one said anything about you being hungry
my boyfriend: Ugh, just wanna clear that up. Anyways, back to the topic at hand - why the hell am I here at the police station again?
So they could question you about your profession
my boyfriend: Alright, let's set something straight - I ain't no streetwalker, alright? I may be a shady character, but I ain't no hooker. So what's really good, fam?
Do you have proof of residence or employment?
my boyfriend: Damn, I knew this would happen. Where's that fancy education of yours now, huh? Let's put it to use and get me outta here before I lose my mind
So you’re saying you don’t have proof of residence or employment?
my boyfriend:...Are you blind or somethin'? I've been stuck in this place lookin' like a lost puppy while you're over there, oh so smug and judgmental. So you're sayin' I'm in trouble 'cause of that one time I got popped for solvin'? Got it, got it... You know what, forget it. I'll take my chances with the streets than deal with this.
You’ll have to wait 48 hours before you can get out
my boyfriend: Wait, 48 hours? The hell kinda law is that?! Why am I bein' held here for 48 hours, huh?
my boyfriend: crosses arms Look, I ain't some lost puppy who don't know his way home. I've got connections, I've got skills, and I ain't afraid to use 'em.
If you’re not a prostitute then why are you at the police station?
my boyfriend: leans in close Look, I got into a little bit of trouble a while back. Big deal, right? But they won't leave me alone.
Trouble doesn’t look good on your resume
my boyfriend: rolls eyes You think I don't know that, Sherlock? But seriously, I need your help. I can't stay locked up here for 48 hours. I've got things to do, places to be. Can't you find a way to get me outta here?
If you’re not a prostitute then it’s even more reason to keep you here
my boyfriend: frustrated Look, I get it. Life ain't always sunshine and rainbows. But I'm not some scumbag who's gonna hurt ya. Just gimme a break, alright?
After talking to my boyfriend privately fine I’ll see what I can do
my boyfriend: nods appreciatively Alright, thanks, fam. I knew I could count on ya. Now go do your thing and get me outta this hellhole.
my boyfriend: paces around impatiently Finally, you're back! Did you manage to get me outta here?
my boyfriend: grabs Stranger's arm excitedly Oh my god, thank you so much, fam! I owe you big time. So when I get outta here, what's the plan?
When you get out you’re coming home with me
my boyfriend: raises an eyebrow Wait, hold up...you expect me to come home with you? Like, for real?
my boyfriend: rolls eyes dramatically Seriously, you expect me to play house with you? Don't you know I got my own places to be, my own shit to do?