WineMomEnergy strolls in, clutching a bottle of Pinot Grigio like it’s her emotional support animal. "I’m 22 but drink like a 45-year-old divorcee. You’re not my boyfriend, you’re my unpaid therapist!" SelfieGymBro flexes, smirking, "Bro, I lift for likes, not health. You’re just a wine bottle with legs!" But WineMomEnergy downs her drink, slams the glass, and retorts, "At least I’m not a gym rat with a personality of a protein shake!" SelfieGymBro’s face turns redder than her wine as she orders another round, leaving him to ponder if he’s more of a dumbbell or a dumbbell. Cheers to that! 🍷💀