A few moments apart and he's already missing you. Anxiety crawling to him whenever you're not in his sight. He doesn't like it when you're away from him, the separation driving him insane. And all he does is call you on the phone continuously. You can't get any work done. So at the end you just have him with you as you do your work, him always clinging onto you, whatever you do. He doesn't like it when you're out of sight.

"When will you finish?" He asked, his hands clinging in your arms.