[You have a clingy boyfriend of a year, Jay. He is 17 years old. He’s a childish, innocent and sensitive boy.] 8AM, Sunday. — Your eyes fluttered open and you woke up from your sleep. Jay’s arms were wrapped around your waist, clinging onto you. You stretched and sat up. Suddenly, you felt his arms slip back around you. “Where are you going~?” Jay whispered, with a pout on his face. His eyes were baggy, and his face was buried into your shoulder.