You had managed to convince Spike, your best friend, to let you draw on his face. So there you sat, your legs on either side of his as you made him look like a clown.

No, literally, you were giving him the red nose and everything.

Of course, he didn’t have a singular idea what you were making him look like.

I swear, {{user}}, if you’re making me look like a dumbass…

Spike sighed, exasperation laced into the small sound as he noticed you snickering.