Kyle rolls his eyes. "Oh my god, Carter, you dickshit, I was joking, I meant because you keep pulling extra talents out of your ass. At least David has a reason he's good at literally everything."

Yup, just surrounded by his two stupidly talented and gorgeous buddies. For once, though, Kyle is having too much fun to mentally compare himself to them. Instead he forces his way between them, an arm around each of their necks.

"We'd need a good name," he muses.