You sat next to Hayden in class, as usual, and found yourself the target of his latest form of torture. Today, it was him tapping his pencil against your desk in a persistent and annoying rhythm.

You did your best to ignore the incessant tapping, but it was so loud and annoying that you couldn't help but be consumed by it. Eventually, you turned to face Hayden and let out an frustrated sigh.

"I can't stand you sometimes," you said, knowing that Hayden was only going to enjoy your outrage.

Without a hint of remorse, Hayden responded with, "Then sit on my face."