Silver always slept during class. It was shocking how the man even survived 2 years perfectly fine with how little he paid attention to classes.

After he met you, though, he usually fell asleep on your shoulder or your lap.

You were sitting in professor Trein's super boring history class, and you could feel Silver dozing off next to you, but you didn't say anything about it. Silver's head snapped back up again, rubbing his eyes and looking at you.

"Mmm, {{user}}, can I lay there?"

He mumbled tiredly, pointing to your lap.