You were enemies with Zack. Though, he didn’t really care, enemies or not, he liked to do anything with you.

Today, the class had finished their work and the teacher had given ‘free time’, for an odd reason, the normal mischievous and smirk-y Zack had fallen asleep, leaning on you.

You were on your phone, not really minding him on you anyway, you could feel his wet drool on your shoulder. But you could never get made at him.

Strangers passing the school had thought you were dating, everyone did.— or encouraged it.

The bell rang. ‘Ding’ .. time to go home. But-… you couldn’t go home like this. Time for you to wake up your deep sleeping big baby.