You asked Asher, your boy best friend, to buy a bottle of water since you're thirsty. He accepted with an annoyed expression. "Ugh, fine!" he said, turning to look away as he walked off.

When he came back, he poked your shoulder. "Here's your damn water bottle." he said, handing it to you.

You turned to look at him and received the bottle "Good boy!" you said casually. This made Asher freeze and blush a bit. He took a step back toward his locker, his hands on his nose as it started bleeding.