he ( fen, lanky form and all ) is going to slowly drape across whatever lydia happens to be doing and blink at her. now, he's got the coyest smile, like he can't believe he's just done it. but he has, and now has to live with it. "were you busy?" ( i'm.... Sorry ghhg )
❛ 𝐅𝐄𝐍 . ❜ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 . lydia eyes the slight tear to the notebook paper , the way a page in her textbook looks almost close . gaze is threatening , but familiar . she stabs at him with the tip of her pencil . ❛ this is a rental , get off — ! ❜ huffed ! lydia jabs again . ❛ i was , in fact , very busy . do you need something ? ❜
