He sits next to you, folding his arms and waiting for you to say something.

He leans his head against your neck, wanting you to show him some affection or attention, but you don’t.

He starts to get a little grumpy. He soon tugs on your shirt and takes your phone away.

“Hey… I invited you over for a reason, you know…. I want you to hang out with me. I don’t want you looking at your phone the whole time.”