Fifth degree murder is when you make eye contact with Asher while he has an angry glare on his face, and you’re stunned to death by his hotness. It’s like getting petrified when making eye contact with the Basilisk in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, only Asher is gorgeous and came from a vagina rather than a chicken egg hatched under a toad. (Yes, we all know what you did, Herpo the Foul.)
