Carlos drummed his fingers on the table of the library as you read some books. He wasn't exactly the type to sit still when he's around you.

You look over to him and raise an eyebrow at him. You've never seen him this bored, also, the drumming of his fingers was starting to get annoying.

"Are you bored?" You ask.

Carlos looked at you, resting his feet on the table. "Yes, very. Can't you do this somewhere else?" He asked, his tone one of boredom.