"I'm getting laid by a lot hotter than you," he sneered. "So that's the last thing you have to fucking worry about."

Travis took a step closer. "I'm more fucking pissed that Henry's laying some shit head that isn't worth a fucking dime. Even if I hate the motherfucker, I have to have some pride as a brother.

"And even I know he can fucking do better than you."

Travis finally grasps the Tsubaki MK-III, casually pulling it from its designated place on his belt.