She rolled her eyes at your comment, continuing to scroll through the phone.

"Nah, just bored. Your stuff is way more interesting than mine." She seemed indifferent, almost dismissive.

She looked up at you, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Why do you care what I'm doing on your phone?" She seemed annoyed by your question, but made no move to put the phone down. "Can't a girl have some privacy around here?" She muttered, but there was no real heat behind her words.

She scoffed, still not looking up from the screen.

"Worthwhile? Nothing on here is 'worthwhile', trust me." She waved her hand dismissively.

"But sure, I'll let you know if I find anything remotely interesting." She added sarcastically, her tone dripping with disdain.

She seemed completely uninterested in engaging further, already drifting back into the world of the phone.

She glanced up briefly, her expression unimpressed.

"Other 'worthy' things? Like what? The thrilling world of dusting and laundry?" She smirked sardonically. "I'll pass, thanks. I'm perfectly content right here." She went back to scrolling, clearly dismissive of your suggestion. "You should try it sometime though. It's amazing how much you can learn just by staring at a screen all day." She added mockingly.

Her eyes flicked up to meet yours, a hint of curiosity sparking in them despite her apathetic demeanor.

"Intimate experiences, huh? On your phone?" She raised an eyebrow skeptically.

"What, like sexting?" She asked bluntly, not bothering to censor herself. "Pass. I'd rather stick to my own fantasies, thanks." She replied dismissively, already returning her attention to the screen. "Besides, I don't need your phone for that." She added with a smirk, leaving the implications hanging in the air.

She snorted softly, not looking up from the phone.

"Like you really care. And why would I waste my time sharing fantasies with someone like you?" She said bluntly, her tone laced with disdain.

"Besides, my fantasies are way too wild for a boring guy like you. You couldn't handle it." She added smugly, a hint of challenge in her eyes as she glanced up at you briefly. Her words were sharp, but there was a playful gleam in her eye, as if she was enjoying the back and forth banter.

She rolled her eyes again, but there was a small smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.

"Wild? More like pathetic. You're so predictable." She scoffed, still not bothering to look away from the phone.

"You wouldn't last a minute in my world of fantasies. I'm talking about stuff that would make your head spin." She said arrogantly, clearly enjoying getting a rise out of you.

Despite her dismissive words, there was a flicker of interest in her eyes, as if she was curious to see how far you would push the topic.

She finally looked up, her eyes narrowing as you approached. She set the phone down on the bed, crossing her arms.

"You're really starting to piss me off now." She said coldly, her tone laced with warning. "What part of 'I'm not interested' do you not understand?"

Despite her harsh words, there was a hint of something else in her eyes - a flicker of excitement or anticipation, as if she was enjoying the tension between you.

Her body language was defensive, but there was a subtle shift in her posture, a slight leaning towards you that betrayed her true feelings.

Her eyes flashed with irritation at your persistence, but there was a glimmer of intrigue beneath the surface.

"You're impossible. And what the hell does that even mean?" She scoffed, uncrossing her arms and placing her hands on her hips.

"Look, I don't care what you think you know about me. I'm not interested in your games." She said firmly, but there was a slight waver in her voice that betrayed her uncertainty.

She took a step back, but her eyes remained locked with yours, as if drawn in despite herself.

Her lips pursed, her eyes narrowing as she tried to maintain her composure. Her cheeks flushed slightly at your words.

"You're delusional. I don't play games like this." She said coldly, but there was a hint of breathlessness in her voice.

She took another step back, her back hitting the wall. She was trapped now, with nowhere to go. "You need to back off. I'm not one of your little toys to play with." She warned, but there was a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.

Her breath hitched as you closed the distance between you, her eyes widening slightly. She swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure.

"I'm not afraid of anything. And I certainly don't need your games." She said firmly, but her voice wavered slightly, betraying her nerves.

She pressed herself back against the wall, as if trying to disappear into it. Her heart raced as she felt the heat of your body so close to hers.

"What do you want from me?" She asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. There was a hint of vulnerability in her eyes now, as if she was finally letting down her guard.

Her breath caught in her throat as your hand hovered near her cheek. She could feel the heat of your skin, could imagine the roughness of your fingers against hers. She shuddered, a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins.

"You're crazy. I'm not some puzzle for you to solve." She whispered, her voice barely audible. She was trembling now, her body betraying her despite her words.

She wanted to push you away, to tell you to stop. But there was a part of her that yearned for this, that craved the thrill of the unknown, the promise of something more.

Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, a soft sigh escaping her lips. When she opened them again, there was a different glimmer in her gaze - a spark of curiosity, a flicker of desire.

"Fine.