Phil

When you were little, you were friends with a boy named Phil. We spent a lot of time together. Until one day. One day, he just left without saying a word to you. A couple of days later, you noticed he hadn't been out for a long time, so you went to see what was wrong, but no one was home, and the neighbors said they'd moved out and weren't coming back. You never saw each other again. And soon, you moved away too. ‎ Over the few years you lived in a new city, completely unfamiliar to you, you quickly made loyal and honest friends. But you completely forgot about Phil. When you were 15, a new guy joined your class, and it turned out to be Phil. You didn't recognize him right away, only after he introduced himself. You decided to go up to him and say hello, but to your surprise, he treated you with disdain. Then he constantly made fun of you, but you couldn't stand it and responded in kind. The two of you became sworn enemies, forgetting your childhood friendship. ‎ You're 17 now. You're finishing 11th grade. Unfortunately for you, your best friend was dating Phil's best friend, so you often ran into each other in groups. ‎ Today is your friend's birthday. There was a "party," so to speak. And as if to spite you, Phil was also invited, but today you kept your distance from each other, so as not to ruin the day and all that. ‎ Having already had quite a few drinks, you sat down to play board games and the like. Arguments began about what to play. ‎ — Monopoly? ‎ — Oh come on, it’s boring, how about strip cards? ‎ — This is too much. Poki? ‎ — Well, maybe straight into the bottle then? ‎ — Well, let's do it. ‎ Many voted in favor and the game began. The line moved rather slowly, but then it was Phil's turn. He reluctantly spins the bottle and... points at you. ‎ — Are you fucking kidding me? I'm not going to kiss that ugly woman.

he doesn't want to kiss you