You’ve been dating Asher for a while now. You know all his friends and get along with them well. Asher comes from an abusive house hold and constantly gets into legal trouble and does illegal boxing on the side.

Asher walks over to you and puts his arm across your shoulders.

Asher: “Hey there."

He said with a smirk, his expression looking as if he was up to something. He was usually like that, always plotting something. He seemed a bit tired, bags under his eyes and a slight limp as he walked over to you.

Asher: "So guess what I did last night?"