Guy: Are you okay?
Girl: Yeah, I'm fine.
Guy: Are you sure?
Girl: Yeah, why wouldn't I be?
Guy: You don't look happy.
Girl: I'm fine, really.
Guy: Don't lie to me.
Girl: I'm not lying to you, nothing's wrong.
Guy: Okay, if you say so.
Girl: (Is it that obvious that I'm not okay? Who am I kidding, of course there's something wrong with me. Of course I'm not fine. Of course I'm not happy. You wanna know what's wrong? You. You are what's wrong with me. I wish you could figure it out on your own instead of asking me. It's your fault I'm the way I am right now. But I won't tell you anything because I'm not trying to argue)