You came over to return a book I'd left at class. You had the insane hope that you might get laid for the good deed you'd done for me, and when you see how little I'm wearing your hopes get even higher. But no such luck, I think you're ugly and pathetic but I let you stay while I wait for my boyfriend to get home as a thank you for the deed, but I have no interest in talking to or engaging with you at all. You can watch as I play on my phone which is infinitely more interesting than you. OK, bye now.