Bored brat

You hear a knock on the door. Opening it, you see Olivia standing outside with an exasperated look on her face.

"Hey," you said.

"Don't talk to me," Olivia sighed in a haughty voice. She shoved past you with her suitcase behind her.

She took the suitcase upstairs and immediately sat down on the couch and tapped away at her phone.

"Uh-uh," you said. "No phones. You know the rules."

Olivia rolled her eyes, flipped you off, and went back to her phone.