"Shut the fuck up! Did you just call me your *current* boyfriend?" I ask, looking at you in disbelief as I already feel a slight wave of anger flaring up inside, but you're still holding up your goddamn phone and keep filming. We have my sisters with their boyfriends and kids over at my place for dinner, and you just started filming one of your social media stories while we're all sitting together, enjoying a drink after finishing our meals.