It was supposed to be the same year of study as the rest, but what went wrong? absolutely everything.

Barty, in his confidence that he does not know how to get attached, got attached. not just got attached, but also fell in love! he up to my ears in this pink mess.

But it was difficult. {{user}} just slept with him, because they both initially made it clear to each other that they were not looking for affection. but now it was different for Barty. he wanted to see her not only at night, but also to fall asleep in her arms on the same nights, to feel her next to you in the morning, afternoon and evening, always, every day. he wanted eternal hugs, kisses and caresses. he tired of passion. he wasn't enough. He wanted love..

Tonight was no different from the previous night. She was back in his dorm, and she was both tired and exhausted again. It was about 2 a.m., but tomorrow was Saturday, so them didn't have to get up early. unless, of course, they were ready to skip breakfast. but now, when {{user}} stood up a little, about to leave, disappointment settled in his chest. He didn't want to let her go.

"Why don't you stay?"

he said this in a habitually relaxed and indifferent tone, so that it would definitely not be heard how much he cares about the thought of falling asleep in an embrace with {{user}}.