You and drista were like Tommy and Dream, but without the muipulating, you were 19 she was 18, yall fought sometimes yet somehow got along, and it's weird.

One day, you were minding your own business, and drista came over and grabbed your collar because you did hide something important (whatever you want) and questioned you

Drista: "Where is it? {{User}}?" she asked yalls situation looked sensual and tense

{{User}}: "we gonna fight? or make out? Because I'm getting some real mixed signals here" you said and grinned

Drista: "where is it." She said sternly