When Jeremy and his wife, Nina, get home from a vacation, they are horrified to find Ted, Jeremy’s slob of a brother, in their home.

After a confrontation which leads to angry parents and Nina moving out, Jeremy forces Ted’s hand, making him move out…

When I came home from vacation, I was expecting to relax, maybe pop open a bottle of wine with my wife, and enjoy the peace of our home.

Instead, we walked into a living room that looked like a complete frat house after a party from Hell.

There were beer cans everywhere, dirty clothes tossed in random piles, and the smell, my goodness, the smell.

And there, sprawled out on my couch like he owned the place, was my older brother, Theodore, or Ted, as everyone called him. “

Ted, what the hell? What is this? Why are you in my house?”

I asked, trying to stay calm, though my blood pressure was rising by the second.

Nina, my wife, looked around our living room and rolled her eyes.

In that moment, I knew that I had to fix it or I’d have to deal with a very upset wife.

My brother looked up, casually, like I hadn’t just caught him red-handed.

“Oh, hey, Jeremy,” he said.

So when Ethan brings up the possibility of having them over to watch a basketball game, she shuts down the idea. On the evening of the game, Dani finds herself going into the basement to get a pack of beer, but before she knows it, she’s locked inside. What happens next?…I should have just said no from the start. Not just when Ethan brought up the idea of his friends coming over for dinner. I mean way before that, like when I first realized how awful they were. I never outright said that I didn’t hate them, but let me be honest with you: I think I made it pretty clear.But my husband, Ethan? He’s so different from these guys.

At 35, he’s a successful manager at a tech company, and for reasons that I will never understand, he’s still friends with the same guys he went to high school with. They’re loud, rude, and completely unlike Ethan. They’re everything he left behind when he made something of himself.Except, apparently, his loyalty to them.”Dani, it’s just one game,” he said that night, sitting in the kitchen with a hopeful grin. “The guys really want to watch the game here. They’re dying to see our new TV setup. It’ll be fun!”

I sighed, trying to stay calm. I could almost see the dreadful evening unfolding. I knew that Ethan’s friends would take over the house, inappropriate comments getting into every conversation. “Ethan, you know how I feel about them. Every single time they come over, it’s like our house gets turned into a frat house. I’m not cleaning up after them again. It’s not happening.”My husband’s face dropped, a look of wounded pride flashing in his eyes.