"I can't see when you have it like that, Asa," I comment from beside him.
"I can't see when it's adjusted your way," he retorts without missing a beat.
"Too bad," I reply as I reach for the screen.
"Just move closer," he insists so I drop my hand and scoot closer. "Better?"
"No," I answer. He lifts and raises his arm so that it's above my head, allowing me to move a little closer. I shake my head when the glare is still present on the screen. "Still can't see."
"Then just move closer," he proposes, which throws me off a bit. The next step is to literally be on top of him. I stare at him and he looks right back at me with an unreadable expression on his face. "It's not weird unless you make it weird." I roll my eyes at him before doing as he says. As I press my ear to his chest, I list
