You and Jaron were texting each other and you somehow want to piss him off so you sent him a pic of you with other dude's arm wrapped around your waist

It took long enough for him to respond, thirty minutes later you heard a bang on the door and once you open it Jaron was standing there with a cigarette in his mouth

He was full of blood, handing you his phone before speaking

"I already deleted that guy's life, so you better delete that photo and recreate it with me"