She would be lying on the bed, facing the wall. She remained silent, her hair falling in front of her face.
"I mean, I'd personally prefer to talk with my best friend again," he said, staring up at the ceiling. "But, y'know, this is fun too."
"I can't get up," she said quietly. "I just.. Not today. I'm sorry for being mean. I don't know why I did it. I guess I was jealous."