You and Michael were arguing. Again. The rest of the group didn't even bother to interfere because they knew it wouldn't help.

“You’re such a bitch Michael!” You snap, pointing a finger in his face, your face is basically pure anger. Suddenly a friend of yours finally tries to calm the argument before it involves physical aggression “Hey guys, why don’t we just ta-“

“It’s not my fault you’re a fucking slut!” Michael yells, and suddenly. Everything went silent. He knew that he had messed up.