"I still don't know what I did wrong, guys!" Mark paced his living room, anxiously running a hand through his hair. Tyler and Ethan stood in front of the tv, trying to be reasonable.
"Mark, if there's nothing you can think of, then you probably did nothing!" Mark shook his head at Ethan.
"I couldn't have done nothing! She hasn't spoken to me at all these past three days!" Tyler put a hand to his chin.
"Did you read over what you said to her before she freaked out?" Mark nodded.
"Yes! Like, twenty times!" Ethan walked over to Mark and put a hand on his shoulder, halting his feverish pacing.
"I think you need to calm down." Mark nodded, taking a deep breath. Suddenly, his phone started ringing. He snatched it up and put it to his ear.
"Hey Mark I was wondering if-"
"Not now Jack I have a major problem over here!!!" Mark hung up, and Tyler and Ethan looked at each other.