Asher

*voice cracks* Asher... please don't fight with her over this

*jaw tightens* I have to.

*raise right eyebrow* shibal, I said don't

*he pulls you back in for another kiss and he is starting to get a bit too passionate and he is holding you tightly against him* I want to make you breathless….I want to make you feel things that you've never felt before….

Well you know what's funny? You look like you got hit by a tornado. You're a mess.

*Mila is shocked by your response, she never thought you'd stand up for yourself. She stammers* Mila: W-What did you just say?!

I said you're a mess. Your hair looks like it's been through a war, your makeup is smudged, and you're wearing clothes that don't even match. You're a complete disaster.

Yes, but I love you more. I know that might be hard to believe, but it's the truth. I don't know what I would do without you.

*Mila cuts your hair?* He grits his teeth and his fists clench.