– Where are you going?
— Out. To the pub. Some of the guys are going for a drink.
– Oh.
— Do you want to come?
– No, it’s fine. It’s just…
— What?
– I thought we could spend some time together.
— We live together.
– Yeah but… I feel like I never see you. You’re always busy.
— Look, I said I’d go. We can spend time together there.
– It’s not the same.
— What do you want me to do? I can’t just not go.
– You could. But you won’t.
