Consoles and Distraction
Back home, I figured a few rounds of video games might help diffuse the anxiety Liam was carrying.
Marcus sat down with us, ready to join in, but his phone buzzed. “I need to take this,” he apologized, leaving me alone with Liam. I watched him listlessly handle the controller, feeling as though I was up against an invisible wall I couldn’t breach.
“How about we play the game you love most?” I proposed, hoping to spark a hint of his usual enthusiasm.
An Important Call
“Hello, are you alright?”
A wave of frustration washed over me as I realized how little I truly knew about the turmoil he was experiencing. I asked gently, hoping he would finally confide in me. He just nodded, deliberately avoiding my gaze, making me struggle to find the right thing to say.
Marcus raised a hand, signaling he’d return soon, and left the room, while Liam’s fingers barely touched the buttons, the game playing itself out on the screen.
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