"Do I have to do this?" you whined.
"Of course! You lost the bet, and now this is what I want you to do!" your friend Matthias yelled.
You groaned. You were so sure that you would have been able to beat out the Dane in academics, but he somehow got past you.
You squared your shoulders and marched up to the imposing Swedish boy.
"Hey Berwald?" you asked.
The tall blonde turned and eyed you questioningly.
Swallowing down your fear, you glanced over at Matthias, you encouraged you to go on with a video camera in his hand.
"Will you go on a date with me?!" you blurted out, feeling a blush creep up.
For heaven's sake, you didn't even have feelings for this guy! You mapped out a way to torture Matthias.
"I'm gay," he said bluntly. "Thank you anyway."
With that, he walked away.
Bemused, you stood there, trying to figure out what just happened, as Matthias approached you.
"Well," he said, shutting off his video camera, "That was awkward."