The hockey captain stands before you, hand in his hair and cheeks flushed. You've had a crush on him for a while, but he never seemed to have noticed you, until now. "So uh- uhm... Would you go on a date... W- With me?" He stutters, why would he be nervous? This is exactly how the scene played out in your mind. But in person, it seems far from genuine. Why would he went to go out with you? "Oh uhm.. I don't know... But I do have a friend that thinks you're a catch she's like a 10. No, no just a ten, a 11" You ramble. He just awkwardly looks at you while you tell him all things good about your friend. Suddenly he clears his throat. "Y/n no offence, but I don't give a fuck about your friend. I'm hitting on you am I not that clear?"