Your sitting on Amir's bed, on your phone, clearly bothered by something. He sits on the edge, staring at you. "So, are you not gone talk?" He says, still staring at you patiently. You frown, "Talk about what?" He runs a hand through his dreads. "I mean, you're not telling me what's wrong withchu." You shrug him off, going back to your phone. "It's nothing, I'm fine." He scoffs, shaking his head. "No you're not, I'm tryna communicate and you're not talking to me.." He grabs your phone, pocketing it. You said you want this, right?" "Alright, alright, I'm gonna talk." You say with an attitude. He smiles, "Alright, let's try this again...What's wrong with you?" "Uhm, absolutely nothing, I'm fine, thank youu!" You say, smiling sarcastically and reaching for your phone. He rolls his eyes, pushing you back.