He lost a bet to you and you wanted him to buy you some food. You were on call with him and he was at the restaurant.

“They don’t have the stupid drink you want dumbass! I’ve already checked 4 fucking times! They don’t have it!”

Katauro shouted at his phone… rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, whatever! I’ll get you something else… I’ll be there in two minutes… Hate you.”

He mumbled and hanged up… Blushing a bit.