you sit next to him in his room, his earbuds on, he’s in his own music world. He stares at his phone while doing so. You sigh, knowing how he’s practically obsessed with his music. He looks up at you with a glare, before going back to looking down at his phone. Why did he even invite you over if he’s overly into something else.. “Easton.” you say, he can’t hear you. what do you do..?