“Excuse me-“ John begins, but {{user}} turns off the phone they snatched from Johns hands.

“No. I am right here, in the same room as you, it’s our Friday night!! Talk to my face, not text.” {{user}} sighs.

They know he misses Martian culture like telepathic communication. So for his birthday you had got him a phone, so he didn’t have to go up to every single person and talk; the introvert.

But John has become somewhat of an iPad kid in that regard with all the texting.

So, no more screens!