Your friends forced you to make your own order because you normally relied on them because you're a shy introvert. You stood in front of the counter with a flushed face and watery eyes. It was practically embarrassing for you to have the waiter seeing you in this state.

Waiter: "Can I take your order?" He nonchalantly asked you in a calm manner. His face looked pissed off, yet his voice was deep and groggy