Ace
I wasn't going to accept this water, or anything for that matter, from him.
"No," I snarled, crossing my arms over my chest with a disinterested glare, "If it's coming from you then I don't want it. I don't need it."
"Suit yourself," Ace answered with a shrug, "if you think I'm going to beg you to take an Advil and drink water then you're delusional."
"Delusional?" I seethed, narrowing my eyes at him, "I'm not the delusional one. How dare you come into my apartment and call me delusional? Why don't you just get the hell out of my apartment?"