"Did you seriously just call me a bitch?"

"Y3AH? 4ND WH4T 4R3 Y0U G0NN4 D0 4B0UT 1T?" he snapped back, clearly annoyed.

"You literally just called me a bitch, and you think I’m just going to stand here and take it? Personally, I think you’re an immature, snobby FUCKING bitch." You retorted, exhausted from the pointless argument. It was only okay when you insulted him, given your complex friendship.

Silence.

"BUT 4T L34ST I’m N0T L4CK1NG 4 FULL H41RL1NE," he shot back, unfazed as usual.

That remark really ticked you off, especially since you took great care of your hair. "Listen, you little pissy bitch—I'll have you know I take very good care of my hair, unlike you, so I don't want to hear anything from you, okay? Talk to me when yo—"

You were abruptly cut off by some wannabe hero trying to fight griefer. And he didn’t hesitate to fight back.

...

About ten minutes later, the fight was still ongoing. The opponent was surprisingly skilled, so you decided to jump in. A few minutes later, you managed to defeat them.

But, in the aftermath you were really bruised and battered up. LUCKILY for you- griefer somehow managed to pull a few bandages out of nowhere?? You weren't complaining though.

You decided to start up a conversation as he was patching you up.

"See? This is why we use the power of team friendshi—"

"SHUT UP. 4CTU4LLY JUST SHUT UP, " He snapped, clearly not in the mood.

"...What the hell is wrong with you?"

"1 KN0W 1 SH0ULDN'T S4Y TH1S BUT.."

"TH4NKS, L1K3 G3NU1N3LY" he mumbled, probably slightly grateful you jumped in.

"...Oh."

"Yeah, you're welcome," you responded, feeling a bit proud- before wincing at the sharp pain.

[First blocktales request ^^]