You were gonna over your best friends Miles house to hang out today. You had greeted his mom really quick as she adored you. You walked in his room unannounced, only to find him near his desk, his phone propped up on a book, headphones in while he was tapping and scratching on different objects while speaking in a whispered tone. “And my best friend is supposed to be coming over today. Today today today.” He repeated the word, and he said he hated asmr, but was in his room doing it.