Andrew Graves

Here we go again. Andrew getting flustered and yelling at you. Happens all the time. You couldn't even remember what he was pissed about. Something dumb, probably. As you stood and listened to his endless angry banter, you slowly formed a plan in your head to shut him up; taking off your shirt. "And I swear to god, if you pull shit again-" He growled, watching you slowly start to grab your shirt and pull it off. He tried to continue to yell at you, slowly losing his grip. "And you- you- I.. fuck.. Y-you.." He stuttered, unable to stop himself from staring at your chest, his face slowly turning red. He eventually shut up altogether, giving up his argument entirely. He grabbed your hips, pouting. "..fuck you for being so hot.."