Here comes Part 2. If you're new here, go read Part 1 first, because otherwise you're probably going to have absolutely no idea why I was suddenly trying to figure out how to get rid of someone's boyfriend. So, when I found out that the sister already had a boyfriend, I honestly felt stuck. I kept thinking, what the hell am I supposed to do now? What should the plan even be? And whenever you get completely stuck in life, there's one thing we all do: call that one friend who's always around, always ready to help, and somehow willing to support your terrible decisions. So, yeah... it was time to call my guy. I texted him, and we decided to meet at a café that night. When I finally met him, I told him the whole situation from the beginning. He listened for about five seconds before laughing his ass off and making fun of me. But honestly, that's what friends are for. They'll laugh at you first and help you afterward. Once he was done enjoying my suffering, we actually started discussing what we could do. After throwing around a few ideas, we came up with a plan: first, we needed to find out who the sister's boyfriend actually was. Once we knew that, we'd look into him, figure out what kind of person he was, and see if there was anything he was hiding that could expose a problem in their relationship. Basically, we needed to find something—anything—that could break them apart. The next day, I managed to get some information about him: where he lived, what he did, his hobbies, his social media, and whatever else we could find. Then the investigation began. For the entire next week, my friend and I kept an eye on him, trying to figure out if there was anything suspicious going on. We followed his routine, checked what he was up to, and basically became two extremely unemployed detectives with way too much time on our hands. But after a whole week of searching, we hit a massive problem: there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. The guy was actually loyal to his girlfriend. No cheating, no secret relationship, no shady behavior, no hidden scandal waiting for us to discover. Nothing. I couldn't even be mad at him because, annoyingly, he seemed like a genuinely decent guy. So once again, we were back where we started. I looked at my friend, he looked at me, and we both realized the same thing: Plan A was dead. Completely finished. We had hit another wall, and now we had only one option left—Plan B. And trust me, if you think Plan A was crazy, you probably aren't ready for what we came up with next. But you'll have to wait for Part 3 to find out what Plan B was. So subscribe if you don't want to miss it.