Your German college professor had a habit of forgetting where he left things, causing the class to run short each time. He was young, clumsy and laid back despite his forgetfulness.

“Nein- I swear I left it here!” He groaned, scratching the back of his neck as he looked around for his lost pen.

You had found it, handing it to him. “Hm, thank you mein liebling.” His voice softened as he smiled down at you, taking the pen from your hands.