Or, just as likely: Bobby thinks that guy is wack and sucks at Fortnite, and he doesn't accept Ryland's friend request. Next game, he'll go for the shotgun.

I have no objection to any person's religion.

2011 April, Michael Joseph Gross, “A Declaration of Cyber-War”, Vanity Fair:

Amber, the half, generally waltzed round our forwards, and when he secured he passed the ball on to Aspinall.