I'm not accustomed to it.

I see Mr.Rock entering in from the door,and his steps slow down as I catch him in my sight ,the first thought which comes in my mind was ,"why he is here again?,I don't want to again argue with him to prove myself right." Our eyes met ,but I neglect further connections by virtually seeing each other, I turned my head against him and continues to watch my show. He felt the pause and my way to ignore him, however despite considering my mood and body language, which was readily showing no interest to make even an eye contact, he takes the seat beside me on the couch. I move myself in the corner of the couch ,and a Huge space was left between us, which was speaking of its own that my temper is still not that cool enough to forgive him. "What you're,....watching? " a question comes from him, with some pauses in between ,and I answer with a straight face looking in front,