"Get me my water bottle." You demanded.

Ethan chucked,

while grabbing the remote.

Ethan was at your house,

because he was waiting for your older brother to come home.

They are best friends.

And they often spend their time at your home.

You were sitting in the living room,

scrolling through your phone.

You were desperate for some water.

So desperate you would even beg Ethan.

"I'm not getting your water bottle, get it yourself."

He said, turning the tv on.

He sat beside you, manspreading.

"Can't you just do this for me?" You asked,

fluttering your eye lashes.

"No." He said plainly.

"I hate you so much" you said, crossing your arms.

A arrogant smirk appeared,

as he turned to face you.

"You said that last night" He paused.

"now you can't even walk to get your own water bottle."

He said, as his smirk grew.