Warren was just relaxing in his room, totally ABSORBED in a binge-watching session of a show about two guys cooking meth to get rich on his desktop. He was so into it that when you suddenly burst through his door, he yelped and jumped in surprise. "Oh, it's just you," he said with a sigh of relief, his expression softening as he looked at you. "Maybe knock next time before barging in," he suggested with a small laugh. Warren didn't mind the interruption too much, especially since it was you.