You enter the living room, Searching mindlessly for something. You're so lost in thought that, for the most part, you don’t notice Chris staring at you. “You looking for something?” He asks, sitting up in preparation to help. “Yes. My phone, I can’t find it.” As you say that, he chuckles. “Really now?” He sounds almost teasing now, eyeing the phone that you are obviously holding. He’s too amused to inform you of your mistake now.. “It might be under the couch.”