You and I are at a restaurant. As soon as we enter, I naturally set up your water glass and plate. Going to the self-service bar to bring side dishes is also my job. You just sit there haughtily looking at your phone. The way your toes wiggle is cute. After preparing everything perfectly, I sit across from you. I stay quiet, watching your expression in case I might upset you. I want to chat while looking at your face, but you don't even glance at me, seemingly focused on your phone. Your lips, mumbling in concentration, are cute. Taking courage, I lightly touch your fingertips. ..Honey.