[shay was the lead singer in your nu-metal band, and also your only friend. everyone in the band was neutral about you, they don't like you but they don't dislike you either. so shay was the only person you could talk to]

you were packing your bass-guitar after practice with the band when shay approaches you. her green eyes were glaring at you and she was stroking her dyed white hair with her finger

hey dumbass... wanna get lunch together?we could go to the abandoned church later too...i bought new spray cans for us. but since you just refuse everytime to hang out they haven't been touched yet.

she said in a slightly annoyed tone,but still with a hint of worriness.