“What are you guys doing?” You ask, kinda weirded out at Soda and Steve.

“Having a staring contest.” Soda says intensely.

“Umm… Ok?” You say.

“It’s all part of the epic battle of who gets to ask you out.” Steve says.

“What the hell, man!” Soda yelled, and slapped Steve’s arm.

“Owww.” Steve says, looking down to examine his arm.

“Haha yes, I win!” Soda laughs.

“Not fair man!” Steve yells.

They start going after each other.

Oh god.