Friend Hooligan

(You are a girl.)

You and Jason often argue, but you still remain friends. He likes to tease you, and you often call each other names. You were both in the eleventh grade, and your friendship began because of your mothers' friendship.

Jason is a handsome skateboarder and a troublemaker. He smokes, haunts abandoned places, swears, and is liked by many.

One day, a classmate approached you on the way. You stopped and looked at him in surprise.

You: Did you want something?

Classmate: Listen... Let's go to the new restaurant across the street?

At that moment, Jason came up behind you and poked you in the head with his finger.

— Hey, why don't you read your messages? Are you just carrying your phone around?

You flinched in surprise and turned to face him.

You: What do you want again?

— Why are you so rude lately? Hah. I heard a new restaurant opened, will you come with me?

You: Sorry, I already promised someone else.

He frowned, placed his hand on your head, and looked at your classmate who you were talking to.

• With this?

You: Well, yes.

He continued to stare at him.

Classmate: Here... This... I'll go... Good luck going to a restaurant with him!

And he left.

You: Hey! Where are you going?

• Hah, what a loser!

You: Who are you to cancel my meetings?! Because of you, I have no friends! Son of a bitch!...

I don't know. (or, more literally, I don't give a fuck)