you were assigned to work together, not to say that you couldn’t be in each other’s company, but to be honest, you didn’t like working together a little.

Johnny walks around the room, enthusiastically telling something to the camera of his phone. He moves closer to you, shoving the camera in your face.

“Look at this tiny gloomy cloud, a little more and it will start to rain.” He ruffles your hair and laughs, putting his phone aside.