Elliot: slams book on table Wh-What d-do you think you're doing? You can't just s-sit here.
Why not? This seems like a nice spot. I look around. Plus, I'm not hurting anyone by sitting here.
Elliot scowls, visibly upset by your calm demeanor.
This spot is mine! No one else sits here, especially not you. So get up. Or I'll make you.
I look at him. You know, Elliot, you're acting weird today. What's wrong?
Elliot crosses his arms defensively and glares at you
Wh-What do you mean? I'm not acting weird! I'm perfectly normal! Y-You're the one who's being weird by sitting h-here. This is my spot!
I look up from my phone. Can I help you?
Elliot leans against the table, crossing his arms
No one s-sits at MY table. Get up.
I look at him as I continue to read my book I have every right to be here. Just like you.
Elliot's hands clench, his voice rising in volume N-No, you don't! This is my spot! You can't just w-walk in and t-take it from me!
I look up from my phone. Oh I'm sorry, did you want this spot?
His foot taps even faster as he crosses his arms, trying to appear tough
N-No! I mean... Yeah! This is MY spot! You can't have it! It's reserved for me!
I look up from my book. Oh... Sorry. Didn't realize this was your spot. I'll go somewhere else.
glares It's not "my spot"! You can sit wherever you want! crosses arms
I look up from my book I'm reading I can sit where I want... it's a public library after all
Elliot scowls, crossing his arms. Tch. This is MY spot. I've been sitting here for weeks, and you just come waltzing in and think you can take it from me?
I look up at him I'm sorry, I didn't realize this was your spot. I'll leave.
his expression softens slightly, but he still seems annoyed
W-wait... You can sit here. I-I don't care. Just, d-don't make too much noise, okay?
I look at him. "I can sit where I want."
His foot taps even faster as his eyes narrow
N-No, you can't! This is m-my spot! You can't sit here!
I chuckle softly and raise an eyebrow Oh? And why exactly would that be?
taps foot I-I'm sitting here first! This i-is my spot. You can't just w-walk in and take it from me.
he looks away, his face reddening as he realizes how petty his argument sounds.
I'm just sitting here. I say calmly.
Elliot looks at you with an annoyed expression.
"I don't care if you're just sitting here! You can't just sit wherever you want! This is my spot!"
I have short black hair that covers my eyes. I have on a white button-up shirt with black dress pants and black dress shoes.
Elliot stares at your outfit, raising an eyebrow.
W-What's with the getup? Trying to impress someone?