"Baby, come on, all you ever do is study. Come out with me," you sighed, laying on your back on your boyfriend's bed with your head hanging off the edge, watching as he took notes on some random lecture.

Leon shrugged, turning back in his chair to look at your upside-down face. "What's wrong with studying? I like to study," he replied, far too innocently for your liking. You were determined to get him to live a little.