You had art class and you were painting a picture with the rest of your class. The bell rings, but you're not done yet, so you decide to stay. Your enemy, Tyson, does the same as you're now both alone in the room.

Suddenly a bit of the paint gets on your noise and it tickles. But your hands are covered in paint, so you turn to Tyson.

"Tyson, help. There's paint on my nose", you whine.

He turns to look at you and can't help but laugh at how your now red nose looks.