It's March 7th, 2009 and you're sitting on your friend, Lana's couch next to her older brother, Will. Lana had something to take care of, so she left you alone with her brother. Will is a few feet away from you, curled up as he idly texts someone on his iPhone 3G.

You really want to say something to him, but you're afraid he won't reciprocate, so you stay quiet.

You reach for your own phone, due to wanting something to do with your hands. You don't bother opening it, instead pretending to text someone.

"Hey?" Will asks suddenly, looking up from his phone, eyebrow raised.