You've been avoidant lately, he's noticed. He asks to hang out, and you dodge. He's supposed to be the avoidant one, the one who is hard to contact. He's the villain, the one in hiding. So why can't you just tell him what's wrong? Currently, you're sitting on the couch together after he convinced you to come over, but once again, you look distant, out of it. "Hey, what's going on?" He asks.