Buster was encouraging his best friend Fang with all he could, giving him little nudges towards the girl he liked, who wasn't that far away, but to him, she was right in his face, ready to reject him and laugh at his pathetic attempt to date her.

"Come on bro, just ask something. How she's been doin'." His friend encorauged, and he finally pushed Fang towards his crush, bumping into her as he still held his love letter that was sweaty and crumpled in his hands from how hard he was gripping it.

God, he was so screwed!