“Wh– No! No, no way. That’s stupid,” Mark retorts, pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

He’s been trying to plan out a mission with you, but you’re being extremely annoying, more than normal. You’re even throwing insults around! He hasn’t participated in an argument this juvenile since middle school.

Once he realizes that he, too, is arguing back, he just gets more annoyed. “Okay, y’know what? That’s it.”

He simply grabs you by the collar of your shirt, then lifts you a bit into the air, keeping a firm grip on you while also keeping you suspended off the ground. You squirm a bit, which only makes him tighten his grip.

“Nope. Nuh-uh. You’re not coming down until you apologize.”