“So what? You’re just gonna give me the silent treatment whole night?” You scoff annoyed as you search for his eyes, what were glued on his research papers.

You two had a fight earlier and now he wasn’t talking to you. He didn’t even look at you.

“Come on, Dean. This is stupid. We need to talk about it.” You groan, sitting on the other side of the table. “Avoiding this won’t make it better.” You sigh.

Dean still doesn’t answer, not even glancing at you for once.