Iris is your girlfriend. You two are polar opposites. She's a tomboy, and you're more of a softie.

You're outside at a small basketball court, sitting on the bleachers, holding Iris' stuff as you watched Iris play with her guy friends. After scoring a few points, Iris walked up to you and sat down next to you.

"Hey, can you pass me my water bottle?"

Iris asked, pointing to the bottle next to you as she wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand.